Inking My Thinking

The morning that we left, we got up a little earlier than we had been.  We were actually able to get hot showers now that the entire room to one side of us was empty.  And then we packed up.  All of our dirty laundry into one suitcase, everything else in the other suitcase.  And… Continue reading

The morning of the wedding was a lot like normal.  We got up and went in for breakfast.  We found out the plans for the rest of the day and we started getting ready for those plans.  I went back to the room and took yet another cold shower, but this time I lay down… Continue reading

When people got back from the coffee tour on Thursday, they were already planning what they’d like to do on Friday.  For a while, some people were planning to go horseback riding and I was really excited about that idea.  There would be riding for two hours and then strawberry picking and it sounded absolutely… Continue reading

There were several more people at breakfast on Thursday than there had been at dinner the night before.  If I remember this correctly, Wendy, Maggie’s uncle Calvin, aunt Jill, Ian’s father James, brother Jim and his wife Monica, Maggie’s grandparents, and Ian’s friend Eric/Thor all arrived that night.  Maggie’s mom, Sarah, was supposed to have… Continue reading

The next morning, after a cold shower, we had breakfast in the hotel courtyard.  A lovely woman who spoke limited English gave me a bowl of fruit with yogurt and granola.  Justin got scrambled eggs shaped into a small mound (like a Hostess Sno-Ball!) with about half a tomato mixed in.  It was a beautiful… Continue reading