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At work earlier today, there was an ad on the radio about travelling, and the sound of bagpipes came on, which made me think about just how much I miss Scotland. Then, I though to myself "I should really go to Glasgow again at some point next year". On my way home, I did some searching, to find out when it was cheapest to travel to Scotland, and I found out, that May was the cheapest. I can get a return ticket for the less than a new games console.

While I would love to travel alone, I did think that I would bring someone, so I asked K if she wanted to visit Glasgow with me. "Sure, but I don't know when I can afford it", was her answer. Now, being that the flights to Scotland are cheap, I thought "Why not give her a trip to Scotland as an early birthday present".. So now I am looking at deals for when I am getting paid in about 8 days time. I also need to time it with regards to my New York trip. The plan is, that I will arrive home from New York on the 8th of May, and, if all goes well, K and I will depart for Scotland on the 17th of May. I have 11 days back in Denmark before I head out of the country again. May is gonna be busy AF, but I love it.

I will not book tickets for Glasgow, but Edinburgh. There is a bus there, that travels all the way to Glasgow from Edinburgh Airport. The last time I took it, it was £18.50 for an open return ticket. The price might have gone up since then, but it sure beats taking the train, which will easily cost me a few hundred pounds.

It's gonna be amazing getting back to Scotland. I miss the food there, the people and the scenery! It's gonna be awesome!

Tagged.: t r a v e l

Another example of [ A ] peak strength radio Net. [ previous to s k y n e t.

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1256. Yah has created [ 1254, 3050
1183........ 1167 & 3050...................... 5797. Oz / Oscar Zulu
0223....... 217 & 3050...........................3091..... { 3068 & 3467
1735. love of Yah [ 1730,3050............. 2706. Appt. in T I M E
0568........ 559 & 3050
0558. ...... 553 & 3050......... d3 } 70. Out of Time / r e m
0274. ...... 270 & 3050..................65. bee Thousand / guided by voices
-------} ...........................................05. the Joshua Tree / U2
5797. Oz / strength x majesty.... And Elohim spoke all these words, saying // sign ya
................. I am YHWH [ yod hay -wa-hay ] your Elohim, who brought you out of the land of Mitsrayim, out of the house of slavery. You have no other mighty Ones against my face. [ Command One / Ex. 20
Believe it or not, that verse has over 8,000 companions. The ad-Verse of the situation is as follows.

1168. baal / Lord.........{ heb............................... Grk.} 4516. Roma / S t r O n g
6252.ashtaroth [ fem. deity.............................................2092. a d j u s t
7420. Romach } the Iron point*......................................2424. Iesous**
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* So they forsook YHWH & served Baal & the Ashtaroth. [ Judges 2:13
** to get to G-sus requires another adjustment
makes an X cellent X mas [ may the mark depart from you
Card for wayfaring Protestants.

To double dip a bit, cheater that I be... Sorry M and UF. Another true story, from that boring VIERK repertoire. Caught speeding, just a tad, think it was one of those Mississsippi style, tree branch hiding the speed limit sign, sad speed trap (M) cases. But thank Goddess, it was up North here, where the fuzz (M) at least often have a sense of humour, and kindness. Plus, they don't have to pay for ten shiny new police cruisers in a tiny sleepy backwater (M). But I digress. I should have known that the VIERK GT car would be a magnet for the Coppers (M), which is why it's racing green, and not Corvette red. But yes, with smart a** twin young girls on board, ( around ten YO), I opened the cockpit(M) window to hear every motorist's dreaded words. "License, registration and insurance card, please, Sir" The guy was at least three meters tall with that big GUN and high blue HAT going, so it wasn't exactly a time for any VIERK ingratiating (M) excuse BS stories. Just then, he noticed how both little rat girls were snickering (M) uncontrollably, in the full back seats (just BTW, another reason it beats any Porsche or 'Vettte) with my also trying hard not to laugh. He seemed to be doing the same, and just then, my hopes rose ever so litle. After returning from checking my record on the VHF in his Squad car (M), and only smiling, he said, "good driving record, Sir, and great girls. Any chance they are twins", as he handed me back all the paperwork (M), ---with merely a warning. At which point all four of us were cracking up (M) uncontrollably, as he struggled to get out his final words, "Sir, please drive carefully, as an example to the children." Can't make this stuff up.

You can be walking along one minute, and everything is fine, then suddenly water starts falling on you. And we just accept it without question. Sometimes it seems that people will stand for anything.

Afternoon storms rolled in Thursday and Friday... raining so hard the weather service issued flood warnings in parts of South Florida. I was on the phone with customer service for a cabinet company in Canada and asked how their weather was... "Blizzard, said the customer service representative. "We've got you beat!"
So it's Friday night. I left the office without finishing 2 orders I was in the middle of placing. At some point, I need to get that done before Monday because I have 2 kitchens being installed and have to be out of the office to oversee those projects. One of my associates wants to go in on Sunday, so I'll probably open the place for a few hours. We are pushing to get out 5 custom projects before the end of the year.

Summer is gone and the weather is cooler at night. It's 78F (25.55C) breezy and we've got the windows open. I dislike air conditioning, but when it's 93F outside, we have little choice but to run it.
We declined the company cruise earlier this year because they book the trip when it's cold, windy and the seas are rough. We were in the Bahamas and had to abort 2 of the stops as the waves were so high it was too dangerous for the taxi boats to take us to the island.
Every year, we talk about a weekend road trip... somewhere within a 4 hour drive and never seem to go. The elusive night on the beach at Kokomo resort hasn't happened.

In 1988 the Beach Boys released a song called Kokomo about a fictional resort of the Florida Keys. Some research revealed there really was a Kokomo Island in the Bahamas that was renamed and shortly after the fame of the Beach Boys song, it seems like every resort in the Keys wanted to be called Kokomo.

I suppose when the renovation work is done to my house in Miami and we put it up for sale, it will be time for a weekend... and not just talk about it. Actually, I need to book tickets to China to attend the New Year celebration in January 2020. It's coming up quickly... The year of the rat!



During the renovation in Miami a mouse got into the house. The only food left there were some Chinese Noodles and I see the wrapper was torn away and some of the dry noodles were eaten.

These next two months have many sunny days, perfect for a vintace MC road trip oooooout to Quebec, EH? Leaving this AM. Vroom vroom. Canada rocks, in so many ways. Our Brilliant President Trump has a mouth, and a brass pair and sharp tweet fingers. But even he can't match certain teachers and now PM's from our friends home in the great white North. Black face, pitch dark, several times. Awesome. Man o man, I loves dem swinging pairs on dat dere Boss man.

Great people and land. But my long term interest in visiting once more, this time to teach and to learn the language, is waning, as I watch Hong Kong. The Party bosses simply seem most interested in a gross misbalance betwen putting food in mouths, and personal political freedoms. Of course, it's always a trade off, even here in the West. We must all look closely to goings on there, into our own hearts, and decide. Regrets.

I met someone a long time ago. Years, in fact. I met her at a party through my roomie and his then-girlfriend, who is my friends sister. At first I thought she hated me, but we got to talking, and she's super chilled out and a lot of fun to be with.

We have talked about going on a holiday together, sometime next year. We have a destination in mind: Alanya, Turkey.

She wanted me to go with her on a holiday to Spain a few years ago, but I didn't have the money then. I do now, so it's only fitting that we do something about that. I was not even sure, if she wanted to go on a holiday with me, so I sort of put it aside. Then, I decided to just man up and ask her. So, the other day, I asked hed if she was interested in going on a holiday with me.

She said yes.

Now we just need to find the perfect place, at the perfect price. I am guessing we are gonna get two separate rooms, which works for me. I snore a lot, and I am not sure she wants me to see her in her nightly clothes. I will ask her what she would like to do.

But - so far the holiday location is planned. Now we just need to find the date and the hotel.

One of the bloggers here, commented about dreaming live and dead people, and his experience, kinda reminded me of this diary entry from several years ago, and then I realised, this December it's all happening again. How creepy a coincidence can be! So here it is:

I am going insane. I must really be going insane... The visions in my dreams are becoming clearer with every week passing. The feelings I have, cannot be described in words. The idea, whether it is true or not true, is absolutely gorgeous....I even woke up crying a few times. Think what you will, but I, me, instead of writing/talking about sex, or cool cars or work, instead of talking about depression, instead of talking about any number of topics that are repeated every f*cking day...I am going for the impossible. Through the majestic beauty of being lost in the middle of nowhere, I am SUBLIMINALLY sending out signals to anyone, hoping that someone/something would pick up on the concept I have, and answer this messenger's cry for help.
Should I buy a radio at the Clas Ohlson down the Nacka Forum?

Well, to me it makes some sense. I dunno, to me, this idea is the greatest idea in the history of love/friendship. Don't judge it, suspend judgement, and just think about how I felt at that moment. Try to feel it, go back to the message I wrote and read it over...DO IT NOW!

Yeah man, I mean, I have to come back, mostly not specifically because of the last trip to XXXXX, but because the first trip to XXXXX. Because I was lost. I was lost AND found. My life started over on that day I lost the BSÍ flybus in XXXXX, because I hated that cold, dark and lost place so much, but I made up my mind to do it, and here I am; coming back. Because when I got there I felt a calling, I felt like my life was going to be good, and I felt the f*cking Earth move under me when I felt the stunning presence of the spirit. For the first time I had faith, and it got me high, REAL HIGH. I was tripping balls dude, hard already. Let's just say I went up, and I haven't come down. So I guess you could say, what goes up doesn't necessarily have to come down once you have faith, true faith, and love.

So yeah, it'll take a few months, and I'll be back, this time for good, forever; because I won't fight its will anymore. It wants me back forever, and I need to keep searching for that thing forever, so it's a good deal.
Hopefully the bad dreams will stop when I come back. All those moments from my past, from the last years. Those moments were the scariest occurrences of my life. I would wake up pressed against my bed. My eyes would be open, but I couldn't move at all. I was paralysed and it took all the strength I had just to lift my arms and break free. I could wake up, be pinned and be looking at the clock. I thought I was being possessed by demons. I would pray like crazy asking Jesus to help me make the demons go away.

I still remember the marks of the sheet wrinkles printed all over my chest.

Oh Lord I guess I'll never know.








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