Spent part of the last night in Carnoustie at the Station Hotel with Margaret (LPGA super-fan from across the pond) and my new Irish friends. They forced me to have a Stella.
Flight delayed out of Edinburgh due to a work slow-down by the air traffic controllers. Send them the way of PATCO I say! (President Reagan fired their assess when they went on strike)
They showed Arthur and Secretariat for the movies on my Delta flight to Boston. Never saw either so it helped pass the time. Chicken and rice for lunch. Tough bird. Pizza and ice cream for the late snack.
While I was sitting in Logan, waiting for my connection to CMH, my cold was in full bloom. Sinuses blocked, ears hadn’t popped from the flight out of Amsterdam and head throbbing. The descend into Columbus was painful. Like an ice pick through my ears! Of course, I bet that pleases some people.
Got out of the EU and UK with nary a € or £ in my pocket. A minor goal achieved.
Parked for only four bucks a day at the Green Lot at CMH. What a deal.
I’m self-medicating with a Walmart clone of Dayquil now. Feel much better.
Quite a few loopers went to the Irish Open. Hope they send in some updates.
Switched my progressive lenses to regular bifocals. Much happier. Could not get used to the blurred peripheral vision.