Well wi-fi in prison ? What a world we live in.
Only joking. The trip back to dark (but probably sunny underneath) Buttonwood Bay last night was totally uneventful, I'm glad to report.
I was a bit nervous sitting up in the drivers seat at first, but then a strange calming British voice entered my head and told me to relax, let go of my fears and let 'the force' guide me. I did sense this calming presence inside me so I lowered my blast visor, let go of the wheel and, not surprisingly the truck veered off to the right towards the hotel swimming pool. Opps.
Full of bullshit, this 'force' is.
Left to my own devices, I eventually made it out of the car park and onto the main road. Two toll booths later (which I passed through by taking the easy way out and handing over my money to an operator rather than risking throwing my quarters into a receptacle) and I was on I-4 West and roaring along like I'd been born to drive the thing. I felt a few nudges as I overtook slower traffic but I always checked in my mirrors that the vehicles had landed upright in the ditch and the occupants had got out safely. I'm sure they all had AAA.
I got 'home' about 9:30pm, parked the beast next to the house and climbed down as if from the flight deck of a Jumbo jet.
I had a feeling of quiet satisfaction and I'm sure the little dents and scratches can be buffed out.
I can't wait to get to play with it again.