internet cafes don't lend themselves to long posts about wedding vacations, so haiku will have to suffice for now. there will be much to say when we get back to the states on saturday - what an odd, wonderful trip.
(oxford)
the first wormhole i
build will take me from new york
to the chequers inn.
(glasgow)
a merchant marine
bought us shots of aftershock,
shouting HONEYMOON!
(belfast)
xanax for belfast?
please? beautiful place, nowhere
close to normalcy.
(london)
a well-loved old shoe:
a bit scuffed, a bit stinky,
but a perfect fit.
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