The GCW Tour, A Few Bits of the UK and Ireland: About the Lack of Posts

Although the doctors have always been clear with me that my cancer was not something people survive, I've never really felt like I was dying -- at least not until now. Part of it's probably the impact of combining a hugely eroded immune system with a nine hour ride on airplane (which probably wasn't the wisest of choices); part of it's probably the stress and drain of being in an unfamiliar place doing unfamiliar things; part of it could be the need to provide forward momentum for two extra people (if I had it to do over, I would've figured out how to pack all the kids' trips into last summer when I felt a lot better); and part is probably due to the fact that way too much is going wrong on this trip (e.g., Hertz renting me a car that apparently doesn't exist).

But at risk of sounding melodramatic -- though what's a cancer blog for, if not to be melodramatic? -- it could just be that I'm moving into what's going to wind up being the final phase of all this.

None of this is really relevant at the moment, except for the fact that it explains why I'm four days into the current leg of the GCW Tour but have only posted once. In short, I'm finding I don't have the energy to deal with the blog. (If it weren't for a two hour train ride with not a lot to keep me busy, you wouldn't be reading this.) On past trips, I'd spend the day doing interesting things, eat dinner, then come back and mess around with the blog for an hour or two. This time, we spend the (almost full) day doing interesting things (or dealing with problems), we eat dinner, and then I come back and go to bed.

I think the only thing saving the boys from death by terminal boredom is that I made sure to pick hotels with wifi, and they've got their iPhones. 

Long story short, I can't promise you'll be seeing many posts of our trip through the UK, or that what you do see won't be awfully sketchy by my usual standards.