If we don’t get lost, we’ll never find a new route
The new Vanessa is trying not to snort inelegantly at the quote. Breathe in, breathe out. We’re going to get to France and have a great time, even if it kills me.
And thanks for all the lovely comments yesterday. I’m trying to think positively about all the farewells and not wonder (too hard) if it’s just relief (“Thank heavens she has no WiFi for two weeks!”)…it’s not relief, right? You like my blog, right? Hey, where you going? No, don’t shut that browser window!
Switching to Flight Mode and away we go…..