Monday, June 23, 2008
From El Paso to Texarkana
What a wonderful trip. It was warm and there was lots of mum's cheesecake and trips to Kuranda and Port Douglas and the Cairns Esplanade. No one complained about me crocheting all the way up and back on the plane. I was so happy, I didn't even snarl at the All Saints actress on the plane who said "ooh pretty knitting". I even finished another baby jacket and crocheted half a scarf.
There was all the colour of a wintertime tropical garden, and sunshine, and blue, blue skies and the smell of mangroves and the feel of salt-laden wind on my skin.
But now I'm tired - bone tired - and in a lot of pain from too much plane travel and sleeping in an unfamiliar bed. I'll be back in a few, OK?