Larry and I arrived at our B&B this evening only to find out that it has no internet access. None. At all. And we’re staying there for three nights.
So we spent half an hour driving around the area in the dark, enjoying music of the 1930s on our radio, looking for an unsecured wireless connection so Larry could download his homework assignments. I’m sure this in no way looked sketchy. Or at least no more sketchy than the stakeout we’re currently doing outside a hotel in a nearby town. Thanks, White Lion! Actually, I think at least part of the thanks should go to Julia Ward Howe, a Unitarian and author of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic,” who died October 17, 1910. They’d just been discussing her on the radio and had started playing “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” when, Glory Glory, Hallelujah! we found a wireless connection! Thanks, Julia! I owe you a column in the magazine.
So anyways, don’t expect to hear much from us for the next few days. We aren’t dead; we’re just in Northern Wales.
No time for a complete photo account of the day, but for now here is this morning’s Epic Battle at Caerphilly Castle–this time a fencing battle for Stacey, who thinks we aren’t classy.