Tomorrow I take a ride to Framingham, MA where I get a bus to Logan Airport, where I get a plane to Montreal, where I get a plane to Charlottetown, PEI, where I get a car to drive 60 miles to our house in eastern PEI. It’s like the knights of yore who had to climb mountains, kill six-headed monsters, swim the Northumberland strait and win the maiden.
No maiden I. So You’ll hear from me in a week or so after I get my computer. Don’t cry. It won’t be long.