The day started with the zipper on my rather large suitcase
finally giving way just after I had finished packing. Marilyn gave me a much
smaller one, but everything fit in except the pair of uncomfortable shoes that I left in Stratford as trash, along with the suitcase.
The drive to Pearson airport on this holiday Monday was
pleasant on a very light traffic day. I sailed through customs &
immigration at YYZ in record time and was at the gate more than two hours
before my scheduled flight time. I enjoyed a Starbucks breakfast sandwich and
skim latté and sat down to write.
The weekend was not only enjoyable but also very
“satisfying”. I had the pleasure of participating in two happy occasions that
brought great pleasure to many families. I survived awful shoes and Marilyn
saved me from a luggage disaster. Bob picked me up at the airport in the pouring rain.
What more can anyone ask for?
