I've been to the UK and Europe, Central and South America.

But Scotland and England...

The roads are cute. For the first hundred yards. Every few miles the road is straight. Just for fun. About a football field long. See the drunk horse riders made a trail, and then they made it wider for a cart, then for a carriage, then an auto. But some places they can't make it wider because of chickens or thatched houses. So it goes. A 60 mile jaunt is a journey. A wee ways is a day.

In Scotland even on highways the sign would say, "Oncoming traffic in the middle of the road." Now that might be a lorry. (Truck) Nice.

The roads are so crooked you can't see the scenery. (Especially in England / Scotland /Whales.)

They should have road signs that say Straight Road for 200 yards. They don't need many.

I'm sure some roads go right thru the taverns.

Just a fair warning. And cobblestones.!

I have Ireland on next year's agenda. I just gotta be around for it.

And Don want's his foot amputated. Take it with you. He might have no use for it anyways.

You can have my ears. They are gone. But my eyes still work at distances from 2 feet to 4 feet. Less than 2 feet and I need big glasses. Over 4 feet and I need big glasses but don't wear them.

I have some Irish friends in Dublin, but won't tell you their names. Your wallet wouldn't be safe.

Don't encourage an Irishman by looking at him. You'll end up with a new best friend who uses your money, mostly on beer. Bad idea. Be very polite.

John Conley
Musica est vita