Every trip I
decide “next time I will travel lighter” and when the next time arrives I still
worry in case I need to have a fancy dress, high heels, and all the time I know
in my heart I am going to wear jeans the whole trip! This time is different, one suitcase, half
filled. That’s the goal. No shopping. then Mother offered me her much larger suitcase and because it seemed empty . . . I filled it up some more!
Ah, the best laid plans . . . but truly,
I plan on being a sight seeing fool.
And at night I fall into a restless sleep
that finds me fighting the seas and I wake up thinking “but I am flying, not
sailing”. My subconscious is fearful of
being out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
Perhaps this is the reason why I am so reluctant to take a cruise, I am
just not comfortable being on an island, away from the mainland. I might come from a seafaring nation but this
girl has been inland as on the prairies for the better part of her life and
somehow the idea of being on an island for 10 days is a little nerve rattling.
My father’s daughter is borrowing
trouble.
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