We're off to Merry England, where bulldogs all wear pants.
We're off to Pango Pango, where alligators dance.
Nah not really, I just like to say it. We are off again, but to Eastern Europe, for a bit of opera, and to track down Mrs. B's Bohemian ancestors (and to savor the $1.47 Euro). Back in early October; I may post in the meantime, but unlikely. Meanwhile, revel in some Underbelly golden oldies: