truth is we’re at the hotel out at the airport and we’re under lock down for ten full days! i’m tucked away in a room where all you’ll hear is a knock at the door for breakfast, lunch and dinner. we ain’t going anywhere and there’s a security guard down by the elevator to make sure of that! so we put our jungle training to the test.

one last look at Toronto, Ontario, Canada!

like i said, the plane was nearly empty! once we got the all clear i took off for a window seat. as you know i don’t fly too often so when i do, i want to enjoy the view! i was also very happy to have all that room! the last time we we’re over this way we were packed in like sardines, flights to and from. on this one it seemed like it was just me and that drop dead gorgeous KLM stewardess with the super sexy accent. (i’m like Jamie Lee Curtis in a Fish Called Wanda, when i hear exotica… that does it for me… )

flying over the North Sea

that’s the back of the seat ahead of me: i’m one of those folks who never watches TV but this show, every now and again, was worth a look. 158 of 3800 miles to go! nice flight! no one around so you could stretch your legs! and all those place names, so many things to see. maybe one day we can go there together!

there she is, town of Ifs

i used the view selection on the journey log and zoomed into this section. we’re not going to Caen but as soon as i saw it on the map i zoomed in and up came the town of Ifs. now if you know my blog here on WP, you’ll know how the town of Ifs fits into the story.

switching planes at Schipol, 9 a.m. Saturday

those are some wild high jinx that go on inside the airport these days with the covid thing causing such a fuss. like everyone else in the world, i look forward to when things get back to normal. one way to get along is to stay cool! after the big snit inside the airport we headed out for a look at the selection of planes and got busy with the rest of the journey.

the view on Sunday morning

and so here we are, rise and shine on Sunday morning, dug in. it would’ve been super aces if we had the freedom to toss our luggage aside and head out to the local for a refreshing snort of whatever they have on the taps but none of that is happening for the next ten days. not sure if you can read that blue sign over there but it says Glasgow Airport, and let me tell you it is NOT a hive of activity over there.

St. Andrews Drive in Glasgow, Sunday morning

okay if that’s the deal, it is what it is. we’re here to stay for ten days. the last of the big snits for me was the power converter for the local electricity, i forgot mine at home! duh! the lads at the front desk fixed me up so we’re back online.

and so what are we going to do, locked up for ten days?

there is this project! the very last of the edits which i could never get to while in O Town, is on board this computer and we’ll see to them over the next 24 hours.

the famous “first run”

she’s filled to the brim with errors! and i will admit i am to blame for three of them! we’re here with time on our hands and so we’ll make something of it. on the plus side, i can flip that novel open to any page, start with the reading and be entertained! it IS one WEIRD horror story! and i keep telling them: this thing would go a hundred million if we turned it into a movie! (hopefully the right ears will come along)

Last Week, Chapter 3 of Sun

here is a little taste of the work in progress. hopefully, when this thing gets back from the printers and is squeaky clean and error free, we can put it to bed and go onto the next thing which is tentatively titled: Fighting In Hell…

okay so it is 9 a.m. local time, which means it’s time to go to work. we have today and we’re very thankful for it. GO!