So I've been trying to figure out what dates would be best to go to England.
Here's what I'd love to happen:
Thursday September 30th - Friday October 1st: Fly out to Newcastle.
Saturday Oct. 2nd: Spend the day resting and recouping from the flight, settling in.
Sunday Oct. 3rd: Dive up to Edinburgh and spend the day there bumming around, seeing The Folly, the Zoo, and The Royal Britannia (the Queens yacht).
Monday Oct. 4th - Thursday Oct. 7th: Spend time with David and the kids, getting to know one another, hanging out, doing "British" things, what ever that might be.
Friday Oct. 8th - Sunday Oct. 10th: Take a train to Holyhead, Whales, then a ferry over to Dublin on Friday. Saturday spend the day doing whatever. Sunday take the ferry and train back to Newcastle.
Monday Oct. 11th - Thursday Oct. 14th: Spend more time in Newcastle, doing whatever. At this point in my trip, I would like to spend a few days during the week going to London, but David has talked about taking the funding money and taking all of us to London for the weekend.
Friday Oct. 15th - Sunday Oct. 17th: Spend the weekend in London.
Monday Oct 18th: Spend one last day in Newcastle
Tuesday Oct. 19th: Fly home.
So, that would be there for 19 days, approx. 2 1/2 weeks.
.....
We had a big talk about all this on Sunday, but I haven't pitched this tentative travel schedule to him yet. He keeps telling me I'm welcome as long as I want to stay, but I honestly don't want to be a bother to him. I don't want to over stay my welcome.
He worries that I'll judge him because of his garden (which I won't), and I worry that I'll over stay my welcome and be a burden to him.
Yup, we are two of a kind.
I was extremely sick today - horrible headache accompanied by extreme nausea. I couldn't move with out feeling like I was going to throw up or my head was going to explode. I ended up staying in bed until 3pm, managing to get outta bed, shower, and fix a lovely dinner of a nice, big salad with tuna, some macaroni and cheese and an apple with peanut butter.
Plus, today David was helping a friend install an outdoor toilet for his house for when ever he has BBQ's so that people don't have to come in the house. The friend is extremely wealthy, like Robert Plummer wealthy, and he lays oil rig pipes for a living. So he was probably super tired by 10pm, when I usually call.
Why am I nervous about pitching him an idea? Ugh.
I guess that, like, I have so much I want to do and I don't want to overwhelm him with all this. David is one of those people who..... there are times where he gets really caught up in what he's doing. Nothing else can bother him. And I don't want to disrupt him too much. Yeah, I'm going to be staying with him for almost 2 1/2 weeks, so that will be different. Someone who he's never met, someone who is an American with all of my... American-ness.
I'll tell him all this tomorrow and see what happens. Hopefully he'll be alright with those dates and I'll be buying a plane ticket tomorrow or the day after.
We'll see what happens.
Over and out ♥
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