We've just a little over two weeks before we leave. The excitement grows,in fact it's just 15 days. Fifteen days to get a lot done. We should probably convert some currency to euros and stuff like that.
At the moment I'm on my way home from a family event in Pennsylvania. It was fun to see most everyone though it was a very quick trip; in on Saturday and out on Monday with a baptism on Sunday. But I'm looking at the flights as run-throughs for the longer flight I'll hopefully be on in two-week's time.
I say hopefully because we're flying standby for this trip. We have to get to Chicago first and then onto a flight to Paris. Marilyn, who is a pro at this, doesn't seem worried so I'm not worrying either. A few years ago, she and I went to Venice on standby and everything was fine. It does get tense as you sit and wait for your name to be called at the gate. It requires patience and some fortitude. This time though there'll be three of us traveling which makes it all the more interesting. We're already discussing what to do if only one or two of us get on the flight to Paris: who goes and who stays for the next day's flight? Stay tuned for what happens in this department.
The picture below is one of my worries; will our cats let us go. As I was packing to leave for my current trip, I had put my open suitcase on the bed. When went back later to pack it, not one but two cats were inside the suitcase, as if to prevent me from leaving. So Baxter (the gray and white feline in the front) and his pal Audrey (mostly black in the back) had definite opinions about my departure. And that was just me for a weekend; imagine if they thought that both Allen & I were leaving for two weeks! We'll have to see how they handle that one.
We're going to land soon so I'll close this post for now and write more another time. Adieu.
