Are you sensing a theme? I love food.
We were supposed to go to Greece in April. And Italy, Croatia, and Turkey. I knew the volcanic ash was over northern Europe, but up until the moment we walked into the terminal at Dulles I never really thought we'd need a Plan B. In the blink of an eye Steve and I shifted gears and scrambled to come up with an alternative destination for our week of childcare. I loved our time in Charleston and Savannah and pushed thoughts of the cruise out of my head, but since then it has hit me and I am really sad about not going to the Mediterranean. I thought about the trip for so long that sometimes I'll forget it passed and start mentally picturing how high the city wall in Dubrovnik will be or what the food in Ephesus will taste like, and then I'll catch myself and get a lump in my throat. And circumstances prevail, so we probably won't go next year either, plus my parents are going on a Mediterranean cruise (we both planned our trips without knowing that the other was planning the same - just a coincidence) so that makes it a little harder, too. I asked them to bring back some wine from Santorini, but Steve and I since found some at Wegmans. (The island is volcanic, so there's a lot of minerals in the soil which translates into really interesting wine -- something Santorini is known for.) I don't normally share like this on here, so I'm retreating to stiff-upper-lip and happy-thoughts mode now.