We shall be travelling the Continent for the next two weeks.
I will miss blogging and reading my feeds. I picked up some notebooks for journalling so that I can record my impressions along the way, so at the least I will get my writing fix. It is addictive, this outpouring of humor and angst and observation.
We meet my family tomorrow afternoon in Paris. My sisters and I will traipse around the city together, which I anticipate will be the highlight of this holiday. For the past 21 years, our lives have taken us each in different directions, and when we come together we have much to say to one another. It is more like spending time with friends than with family.
My parents are getting older (as we all are **sigh**). The opportunity to spend time with them while they are active and sharp is precious. It will not be easy, as there are some banned topics (particularly politics and religion!), which for me will be easy to avoid since I have no specific interest in either. But my husband is fascinated by politics, and I have some trepidation … However, we are all adults and we’ll get through it.
It will be fun.
And this time, I do mean it.