hmmurgh

Hi People, I'm still alive, I just haven't had the internet for about a week and I have written nothing because insidious cough has come back and travel fatigue has really taken it's toll, even meeting John Barrowman didn't help too much.

However I'll try and finish off the bulk of NYC and start on some fascinating tales of old Britannia cause god knows this is the leg of the trip where EVERYTHING fucks up.

I love this country so much, but by golly the past few days have really taken it's toll on that love.

Too tired to really hate things though, I've just realised that I've spent more time overseas than Amazing Race Winners. I have strange dreams about returning home to rest and then continuing my journey, but then I wake up and realise I won't see home for another month and a bit.

I love and miss you all, I just wish things would stop fucking up for a few days cause I really need rest. Currently in Stratford-Upon-Avon...and hungry.

peace out,

LJ