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October 2004
Greetings!
I'd write in Gaelic, but I haven't managed to learn any. I have a feeling I'm not going to. This is what has occurred so far on the Hebridean adventure:
I flew into Glasgow on Wednesday night, reaching the airport on Thursday morning. The plane was nearly empty, so empty that the crew had to move everyone on it to the back to even out weight distribution for takeoff and landing (cargo is stored in lower front). My chances for a middle row, ie a bed, were destroyed. I had my two seats on the side, though and they were comfortable enough. The flight was mostly smooth. At the airport, I caught one bus to the city center, walked to the stop for a different pt system, and caught a bus to the West End of town, home to
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