Be it ever so humble...
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Detroit,
Michigan,
United States
Monday, May 26, 2008
Up, eat, pack, take off. Jerome was supposed to meet up but we begged off, leaving him a bottle of wine and taking a cab to CDG. The flight was overbooked and it was impossible to change seats. We relied on the kindness of others and succeeded in trading seats quid pro quo with a kind Frenchman so we could be together. Such lucky travelers we are.
We were both famished by time we were served a meal and in spite of it being typical airline food, we ate every scrap. The ride home was the pleasantest trans-atlantic flight I have ever had. No screaming kids, no sick people hacking and sneezing all over us, no stinky neighbors, just smooth flying all the way. We watched movies, read, talked, laughed and waited the 8.5 hours as if it were nothing. We breezed through customs without a hitch, even making the customs officer laugh when we stated the countries that we visited independently of one another. My list included France, Italy, and the Netherlands, while Brian's included all of those, plus England, Spain, Sweden and Germany. He looked so puzzled for a moment and then said, "Oh, I get it! You split up and then rejoined!" Bingo!
Our luggage came immediately, we drove home and then went to get the three of the birds and Chessie from mom. Dad, as it turns out, is hospitalized with dehydration and exacerbation of demensia. He is stable, but on Planet X right now. Chessie was beside herself to see me. She nearly bowled me over and would not stop licking my face and crashing all 65 lbs of lean greyhound into me! Since arriving at home she has stayed within three feet of me at all times. The little birds were both happy to be home. WingNut, orbited his cage and beaked all his toys, Moneypenny, ever clingy, pressed her dusty little self into my face and threatened Brian with the beak of death each time he tried to approach. Deaky, nervous as ever, was clearly pleased to be home again and gently ate weaning pellets from my hand. Wow.
Ah, it is good to be home. Thank you all for reading my blog and commenting. I am so glad to have shared it all with you. Maybe at some point, you will be my travel partner and witness the adventures, first hand! I would welcome it!
Love, Sly
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Welcome home!
A week or so late.. but thanks for the updates and it was lovely to *be* there along with you. Cheers!
Re: Welcome home!
Kellie you are so welcome. And a big THANK YOU to you for being such a sweetheart and following along with my travel blog. I am very glad to be home again.