Firth of Forth
Good morning, friends! I missed you.
My body thinks it's about 12:30, so I'm awake and sipping a cuppa tea. (Or a coopa tae, in Scotland.) (I didn't actually drink much tea in Britain - our friends are more coffee-drinkers, like us.)
We had such a wonderful, WONDERFUL time, despite travel tedium like missed connections and lost luggage. I will write more later, after settling in here at home. I will probably spread it out over several entries and several days, so feel free to skip :-) The posts will probably be more for my own enjoyment than anyone else's. You know how other people's travel photos can be a bit much?
The first news item I saw when I got online this morning was about the terrorist attack at the Glasgow Airport.
Five hours after we left it.
Yes, I'm ...
And you know that doesn't happen very often.
I'm very grateful that no one was seriously injured or killed in the attack.
And I'm very grateful that the final hours of our trip weren't marred by something so horrible - crashes and screams and fire and evacuations.
P.S. Please comment here with anything momentous! I may not get to the past two weeks' worth of friends' blogs.