ita, of all the links you have posted, that one was the worst. I am well and truly drooling over almost every tour they offer. Not that I can see every tour, given there are thousands of them, but I sure am wasting a planning period trying!
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pix - May 30, 2007 10:47:23 am PDT #9943 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
bon bon - May 30, 2007 10:52:45 am PDT #9944 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Do you need an organised tour, bon? Can't you rent bicycles and take it at your own pace?
Presumably, but given I probably can't reserve until a week or so before leaving with my work schedule, it's just easier to have all accomodations and planning taken care of.
§ ita § - May 30, 2007 10:54:47 am PDT #9945 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
it's just easier to have all accomodations and planning taken care of.
I guess this is why travel agents aren't completely out of business.
Well, that and my parents.
shrift - May 30, 2007 11:01:58 am PDT #9946 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Apparently there is some sort of satellite/cable box/service in the UK that shares a name with a piece of software we wrote. Apparently, they are having service issues.
You should ask if they'd like to fly you out to the UK to address the problem!
brenda m - May 30, 2007 11:09:22 am PDT #9947 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The people on my conference call need to stop talking about role playing and ticklers. Cognitive dissonance! Head go 'slodey!
sarameg - May 30, 2007 11:12:19 am PDT #9948 of 10001
You should ask if they'd like to fly you out to the UK to address the problem!
I really don't think that would be compensation enough for dealing with their variety of idiots. Oy. I've been kind enough to send back a response stating they have the wrong address and have received poorly spelled chatspeak "yeah, but I have this question"-style emails.
Vortex - May 30, 2007 11:16:25 am PDT #9949 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I guess this is why travel agents aren't completely out of business.
ugh. I had the WORST travel agent for this project. I wanted to have everyone call her directly, easiest for me. She said no, can you send me a list. I said fine, thinking that she would take it from there. No, she wanted me to confrirm the itineraries with the students, etc. Then, for the students with train tickets, she actually sent the tickets into work with her husband (he works at the U) for ME to go to his office and pick up. She was AWFUL and I will never use her again. Someone (who I now think is an idiot) recommended her to me, and her husband works here and I like him a lot, otherwise, I would have been much nastier. I mean, what the hell is a travel agent FOR. I could have done a travelocity search my damn self!
Jesse - May 30, 2007 11:22:40 am PDT #9950 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
So, of course I was sending an unrelated email when someone on my conference call asked me a direct question.
Vortex - May 30, 2007 11:24:43 am PDT #9951 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
So, of course I was sending an unrelated email when someone on my conference call asked me a direct question.
response: sorry, I was asking someone to repeat that first part, and didn't hear the question.
Lee - May 30, 2007 11:27:07 am PDT #9952 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
So far today, I got to go to Stanford! And I didn't get lost, or get a parking ticket, and nothing bad happened while I was gone!
This post has been brought to you by the committee to make Lee's life seem even marginally exciting.