homeward Bound

Deciding that not much was going to be gained by hanging out on the ship till the very last minute, we had breakfast, double checked the room, and disembarked before 0900.

If you ever need to find it – there is a good designated share location at Pier 2 which was well signed with multiple passenger waiting areas, and less than 100 meters from the terminal. We caught a Lyft to the airport and hung out. Found iced coffee and hung out some more. As soon as we could, we cleared agricultural controls and dropped off our bags. The main portion of the terminal is/isn’t located inside. 

Unlike on the way out, this flight was direct but was still going to get us in close to midnight. Five hours of flying time + three hours of time zone change ….. you get the idea. The good thing about a late Saturday arrival is that any activities scheduled for Sunday are personal choice and not driven by employment….

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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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