The Cure For Everything Is Salt …
… tears, sweat, and the sea. (Dinesen)
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We began the morning by taking the doggies for a walk by the lake. Peter looked and me and said, “Isn’t it incredible that today we’re on the shores of Lake Michigan and tomorrow we’ll be on the shores of the Mediterranean.” Yes, my baby, it’s incredible indeed.
Barcelona. Italy. Greece. Croatia. Spain. We’ll be gone for 17 days, total, and visiting nine different cities between land and sea. It’s a trip we’ve been planning for over a year now. My iPad’s loaded with maps of the different regions, restaurant and site recommendations from friends (thank you, Dropbox), and tons of new music and books and magazines. Jason will be here, suitcase in tow, within the hour to watch over Annyong and Maebe and Chez Miranayes while we’re gone. Laundry’s done, bags are packed, checklists are checked. Away, we go!
