On the road

Barcelona tonight for an early flight to Dublin tomorrow where we'll stay at the Schoolhouse Hotel. I do miss the times in Geneva when I could walk to the airport, literally.

The dining room looks like we won't have to worry about lectures, homework or exams.

Then on to Westport to doggy sit Rooby for almost a month. Looking forward to walks, finding a new magic place, maybe for a novel (I did hear about a woman pirate from there). The next book after Edinburgh, still in writing might also be from Amsterdam using the Tulip bubble. On verra.

And mostly we are hoping for quiet and a piece of peace.

When we head back to Dublin before Christmas will be the greatest gift of all. Meeting up with my adored daughter.

Life is wonderful.