With everything that has been keeping my husband and I so busy, it's difficult to find time lately to keep myself motivated to blog when I have a million other things to do. This MAY or MAY NOT have been precipitated by the anniversary of my mother's death, my 11 year wedding anniversary, and the planning of a European holiday with our exchange daughter and her family, as well as some much needed city hopping on the continent. So as of Saturday morning, we will be on a plan headed to our adoptive homeland, Germany.
In the past I have had travel issues when flying alone with my disease. The airlines I flew were not very helpful in assisting my disability and caused me outrage when I was seated in the front of the plane in an aisle seat with baggage overhead that I couldn't put up or get down. Since this time I am traveling with my husband, this should not be any issue - but hey ... we already found out that they are no longer feeding you any meal on transatlantic flights when my husband called to tell them I have some severe food allergies. If you spend $4,000 on plane tickets IN COACH to Europe, and the flight is 8 hrs or more, NO FOOD FOR YOU! (Gargantuan eye roll.)
Anyhow, we shall be cavorting around Europe for what we know will be a relaxing vacation before my big surgery. More on that soon.
