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Journey's End (nearly)


Isle of Wight (The Needles)
Originally uploaded by p2son.
Well, I'm hanging out at the Holideck here at London's Heathrow Airport waiting for my flight. Really not a bag deal. The Holideck is the amazingly cool three level lounge with open bars, all-you-can eat snacks, wi-fi, and very, very cool interiors.

This weekend I travled down to Southampton and got to spend a day at the Isle of Wight. The weather was perfect, in fact, it never rained in the 10 days I was here.

On the Isle of Wight I witnessed a bartender watering his hanging flower pots with a pitcher of beer. The stuff flows like water.

I enjoyed my time at the Quaker Meeting house in Southampton and staying with Contemplative Activist and her partner. Willie Hewes came down by train and Jeremy Marks drove just to hear my talk Talkin' Trash in the Homo No Mo Halfway House. Last evening I arrived in London and had a wonderful talk about queer issues with a well-known conservative Christian leader here (sorry that is all I can share about this one).

Great trip with much to process. Looking forward to my own bed and shower for a day before I take off again.

Comments

James Ayrton said…
It was great Peterson - thanks for coming. Hope to see the full play sometime!

James
1:10 PM
Anonymous said…
Come in home, buddy. We miss you. Going the Peterson withdrawals here in the colonies. ;-)
5:58 PM
Jennifer said…
Okay Peterson,
Thanks for rubbing it in with the gorgeous photos of your trip! Too bad I didn't have more time to explore like you did. Out of the 13 days that I was there, it rained for parts of three, or maybe it was four.
10:43 PM
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