Tag: travel

Bus

Well darlings, I find myself without my 2CV – Citro├źn, look it up; the most wonderful car ever – and yet, with a need to travel. So here am I, seated on a BARTA bus, typing whilst I watch the world go by.

It makes me long for New York City. I loved the time spent on mass transit. Time to ponder, time to read, time to take a wee nap; all those things one can’t, or shouldn’t, do whilst driving. Truth be told, I prefer the subway to the street way, ah, but no such option here in lovely Reading/Berks. Still, it is a nice day for a ride.

Speaking of rides, I’m so very excited about our upcoming, September, episode of That’s What She Said! We ladies are going to be taking a road trip; a trip for which we will require a designated driver! Yes, it’s wine tasting time on TWSS. And our gallant Producer, Jamie, will serve as our un-inebriated knight in shining auto!

No, we will not be taking my 2CV, no matter how loudly Jamie whines. It is a lovely car for two; for six, hmmmm, not so much.

If you’ve any local wineries you would like us to visit, drop us a Facebook message. You can “like” us using the thingy on the right-hand side of this page. Or you can tweet your suggestions to @shetweetstome. We would love to hear from you!
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Oh dear! I got waylaid and forgot completely that I was writing to you, my dear ducklings! It been hours since I arrived home. I shall hit “post”, have a spot of warm milk, and drift off to that lovely tasting room in my dreams. Good night, darlings!

Love, Jane

Late

Oh, my dears! What a day this has been!

I am sorry to be so late in posting. My aeroplane from Bulgaria was delayed, ah the travails of modern travel!

Yes, I hopped to Bulgaria for a quick respite from the daily grind. Jane was in need of her beloved town of Pomorie and its medicinal, healing spas. The people are lovely and the mud is heaven! A special “Thank You!” goes out to Benesj, my lovely young man with a trowel. His muddy hands are magic! Then, I had to pop down to Burgas to do a little shopping. And then, home I came.

What do I find upon my return? Scandal and stupidity! Truth be told, and I try to always be truthful, when I left the States, the Double S’s were omnipresent anyway. They seem so difficult to avoid these days. While I always expect to find gold when turning over rocks, I seem lately to find only…well, unpleasant creatures. ‘Tis a sign of the times, I suppose, and one that will undoubtedly circle ’round again, as the times always do.

I had a lovely time voting last week. (Thank you, ladies, for reminding me.) It was the last thing I did before flying out. I returned to find some I voted for had been elected, and some had not. All-in-all, I was not unhappy. I suppose I would have liked to see what Mr. McHale would have done with Reading, being a relative newcomer; not part of the existing, grinding, political machine, as it were. But “Hail” to Mr. Spencer, and God be with you as you take the wheel of this largish and ungainly ship.

And now, ‘ere this post becomes even later than it is already, I shall sign off. As my dear late friend, Mr. Welk, used to say, “Until next week, keep a song in your heart!”

Love, Jane