I was starting to think the Pacific was a myth. I got a real understanding of the wild surmise. First, that wasn’t the Pacific, that was only Puget Sound. (But Puget Sound was wonderful.) Then it was only San Francisco…

It wasn’t so much a look of wild surmise when I gazed at the Pacific. Or maybe it was, actually, a genuine one. The Empire Builder was absoloutely on time — I haven’t been on a train more than half…

I was making a profile for Google Buzz (which I have no idea whether I’ll use or not) and it asked for a bio. I hate writing bios, and it occurred to me since it was Google to see who…

So, I think I’m awake enough to post about a funny thing that happened on the way home. I’m not very awake, mind you, but anyway. Bristol airport have unilaterally decreed that nobody is leaving there with more than one…