The British Airways flight went perfectly smoothly and I landed right as Justin finished collecting his bags — so we met on the train platform and are making our way in together. So a happy ending after all. Whew!
Let’s say you were chopped to the ground, uprooted, flown across the Atlantic, and buried in foreign soil. How long would it take before you dusted yourself off and pressed on with your life? As you think about your answer, please consider that it has taken my shamrock less than a week (see the story). […]
Remember these guys? Rainbow, Goldie and Ralph (so named by my nieces and nephew in Boise) have been my faithful companions these six months. Being the talented goldfish they are, they have performed their piscine duties of being pretty and not dying with remarkable diligence — even when I abandoned them to the negligent care of […]