Boat Race

I was very excited about my first trip to England. I hate flying, but once we were up in the air, I was okay. I read my book, slept and watched a movie. A few drinks also helped take the edge off. Once we landed, I headed straight for the center of Manchester, where I was to meet my contact Mary.

Mary and I had been discussing a new independent film project via social media platforms. I was the writer and she had all the video equipment, actors, director, and everything else needed to complete an independent film. Truthfully, I don’t even know why my presence was necessary, but I guess directors sometimes want a writer’s input – this director didn’t ask for any input from me.

Watching the filming of one of my own stories was an amazing experience. Actually, it was one of the best days of my life. It was even topped off with a search for Manchester escorts, which made my night just as rewarding as my day.