Herself: Having nightmares about our neighbor J. She has lung cancer and leukemia.
Balance: We are both aware how lucky we are.
The bags are even bigger this year than two years ago, and we have discovered compression sacks so we can get more in the bags. But there’s one more bag….with the formal stuff, than ever before. All I can do is laugh at us intrepid travelers.
I have a black leather backpack that I use just for travel. There’s a carryon with the important stuff too. Lastly there’s the big new red suitcase that’s way to big and heavy for me. He’s got his grey suitcase, the laptop, his backpack, and the formal stuff. Dear God. How did we come to this.
Perhaps we are trying to look like the Jones’s.
We hugged youngest yesterday. We will run some things up to the eldest today. I wave at the grandkids and their parents. See me.
Tomorrow we are outta here…..like the Jones’s.
See you when we have access, or see you when we get home. Bon Voyage indeed.