I already have a stack of postcards over an inch thick. Luckily my family collects postcards, so this isn't a problem. They are surprisingly great soveneirs: cheap and yet quality memories in years to come. For the
I also have plans for escapades to Canterbury (this weekend), Rome (next weekend), somewhere in southern England the weekend after next when Roger comes to kidnap me for the weekend, and Granada, Spain the first weekend in December to see the AlHambra, one of the few major Arabic architectural monuments I have not managed to see yet in my life.
Ryanair is a wonderful thing (and has a great name I might add).