All my bags are packed and I'm ready to go...this must be the all time number one travel song, at least for those of us who sang it in the 60's. I didn't realize until I watched a music documentary recently that this song has special significance for the young men leaving to fight in Vietnam. At the time, all I knew is that we sang it whenever we(my best friend and I)had a public forum-be it open mike at a coffee house each week or any other little function we played in. By little, I mean little; many times it was a high school talent show or evening providing "entertainment" at the opening of a new library. Aletha always was a much better singer than I was, she not only played guitar but also banjo. We once made a tape recording of it and when we listened to it decades later, just giggled and shook our heads, that I was that bad. Ok, so this morning we were supposed to get up at 5:30, but you know how it goes when you're traveling-you toss and turn all night. So hubby got up and I thought he was getting up; I couldn't understands my alarm didn't go off. I turned on the lights and jumped up. I got dressed quickly and even started putting on my makeup. It was about 30 minutes later that I checked my phone and it was only 5:00 a.m. No wonder hubby crawled back into bed. Silly me! I will say that the last three days have been tiring-two nights in hotels where our sleep was disturbed. The first one being from young people who were loud in the hall ways til 4:00 a.m. I've learned that as beautiful as grand old hotels can be, there isn't any insulation from noise. Then Sunday night in Belfast, the hotel had wonderful insulation and one of the most comfy beds ever; I was in a deep sleep when the fire alarm went off day at 2:00. You would not believe how disoriented and panicked I was, even though just that morning hubby and I had discussed this scenario. There was no fire or evacuation, but it took me ha good hour to get back to sleep. Then you add in a full day of driving yesterday and I'm pretty tire today. It's hard to believe that we leave here at 9:50 a.m. and arrive in Denver at 4:45 p.m. I'm glad I brought jet lag homeopathic pills.
We've had an incredible adventure, but I'm so ready to be home. Ireland I've fallen in love with your land and your people.
If the Gaeluc book we got for the grands wasn't packed, I'd find out how to say goodbye. All I know is that I'm going to sleep in the plane!
Amaze Me Monday #257
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