Through the wonder of international travel, and that tricky international date line, my days are jumbled in my head. I know it's Monday, but where did Sunday go?
We had a quiet Saturday in LA, our last day. I learned a new skill: freezer paper stencilling.
But mostly we were sad and pensive, not wanting to part.
We had a lovely family dinner before some brave-faced family photographs, followed by the dreaded trip to the airport.
It was a holiday I will never forget and will always treasure - just me, my sister and our Dad.
3 comments:
Oh I feel all choked up. I feel sad leaving my sister in Sydney. I'd be a wreck in your shoes.
"Wreck" doesn't begin to describe it.
I'm sorry your wonderful holiday had to end and that you lost a day on the way back (though you would have gained a day going over there, so it all evens out in the end).
Welcome back though! :)
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