Had a very nice brunch with thebluerose
, then walked around town a bit and have been preparing for traveling to Wellington tomorrow.
Had an odd feeling last night:
I'm wearing my Texas shirt, in the most English city in the country, in an Irish pub, drinking a New Zealand regional beer, listening to the band play Johnny Cash's "Fulsom Prison Blues". How's that for contrasts?
Then they played "The Irish Rover" and everything seemed normal again.