Monday, November 19, 2012
There and Back
We are home. It feels like a guilty pleasure having all of this time on our hands now after looking after 2 little active Grandchildren.
On our way into Vancouver we drove for the very last time over the Port Mann Bridge. (I did a post in September.) As we got close, the fog closed in, it was as if Mother Nature was saying goodbye in her own way.
This was the scene this morning when Mommy and Daddy came home. Four delighted family members so happy to be reunited.
Our trip home was peppered with lovely memories, of tales of exhaustion, of laughter over antics and mumblings of the horrible weather that descended upon us again.
Today, we drove on the new bridge for the very first time. Now the old bridge is on our left. It felt weird, and it was wonderful all at the same time. Quite possibly the next time we take the trip, we will be paying for the priviledge, that's not so nice.
Home again, home again, jiggedy jig!