Each year since my first trip they have awaited my return. The decision was finally made to take the trip this year and my husband Bill accompanied me on the sojourn.
Today is vacation day.
I arise early because as usual I still have to finish packing. Bill and I feel the need to visit Baba's grave, so some time is set aside to do that. The cat is out prowling as time nears for us to leave. I scour the neighbourhood, hollering for him, but all I attract is a bee, who obviously distressed by the commotion stings me. Little was I to know that this was an indication of how the rest of the vacation was to unfold.