Errands

The idea that I am leaving on Wed is starting to sink in and it was time to run errands. All those small things that don’t seem to be important till you wind up on the other side of the world without medications, sunblock or the right colors of embroidery floss.

Since this trip is going to cover over 7 countries and 95 days, not counting weather changes, altitude and attitude, my usual cruise suitcase is not going to cut it. Back to the beginning with mix/match and the ability to dress in layers.

Did I mention that we have a shipment en route from Germany which is not going to arrive till long after I have departed.

Country order is as follows – US to India with plane change in Germany. India to Nepal. Nepal to India to Bhutan. Back to Nepal. Nepal to Australia via Abu Dabi (yes, I know but it was the safest airline, best price and lounge access for an 9 hour lay-over involving 2300-0800). Australia to NZ. NZ to Australia. Australia to Seattle via New Caledonia, Fiji, various other islands) leaving me only to consider whether Seattle and Berkeley are in the same country. Departing 10 Feb, returning 16 May….

now if I can only find my….. what was it now?

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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