Back to work for a short time yesterday before heading out to get labs and dinner after almost twenty-four hours of fasting–a certainty that I’m back in The Burg and getting into my normal routine once more. This also means that I’m back to the plotting and planning and whatnot, and you’re right if you said I was up to something last night.
Most of the evening was taken up getting the last of the tour of Europe I’m sending my kids on in their future finished. It wasn’t hard, believe me, because there were only three other cities to visit, with a stopover in Brno for a quick early lunch and a fast dart around the track before heading off to Vienna.
It was a good thing I decided to plan out this trip, because it showed me where I could expand the stay overs to allow them their fifty days on the road. It also allowed me to figure out where they were going to stay while roaming about Europe, and looking up hotels and imagining them waking up to see a Paris side street, or the historical square of Prague, or the blue Danube flowing past, was part of the entertainment that comes from putting stuff like this together.
And you should see the Junior Suites at the Hotel de L’Europe. Oi. Those kids got taste.
What does the whole trip look like? A bit like this:
One of the last legs of this journey has them flying from Budapest to Sofia while following the course of the Danube for most of the way. They end up spending about four hours in the air, their longest leg after the first. Like with some of the other cities, staying in Sofia allows Annie the chance to show Kerry around the city and the country beyond. It’ll also be a little comforting to her, to spend a few days in her home country before heading off for that lake house not far from her parent’s house.
And what happens after they arrive there? I know what happens, but you’ll have to wait until I write the D Level novel to find out what goes down. I’m just not telling you, at least not now. All you need to know right now is that Kerry somehow ends up at Annie’s home in Pamporovo, he’s got his Espinoza, and he’s not afraid to use it.
But before I can get to D, I gotta get through B . . .
I checked my blog this morning and notice the countdown timer has changed–
Thirty days to go, and I wonder if when it gets down to less than a day if it’ll go to hours. Doesn’t matter: the time is set and it’s a go. I will try to, at the least, finish the first scene, and perhaps the second and third as well. The first scene starts off with Kerry back home, and then it goes from . . . there. What happens next?
You’ll see in a month.