I’m sitting at a youth hostel computer (yes they do take the elderly and infirm) and checking out my stats and notifications. That’s what us bloggers live for. But if you want the stats and the notifications you need to feed the beast.
Having hauled myself out of a cosy bed at 3.30am to do the ablutions and make a dash to the airport I’m too exhausted for anything else but a snack. Here’s the thing to chew on. Wherever you are in the world, the scenery may vary but the people are the same. Get it? We’re different but the same. Shop keepers, hostelliers, joggers and bus drivers. Nice ones and not so nice ones. Helpful and absolute pills. It almost feels like home.
Vive le difference. Even if it is all the same. 🙂
A Wondering Minstrel I 