Saturday, March 25, 2006

Roosey Roads, PR
18.14.009N
65.37.581W


Too soon, Michelle is leaving. Spring break is over and we were delighted that she wanted to spend it with us. She seemed to have enjoyed herself just floating in the water or reading a novel as opposed to the text books she been pouring over for the last couple of semesters.

On her last day here, we decided that we would indeed start heading south shortly after she left. Since we had rented a car to take her back to the airport, she was kind enough to go provisioning shopping with me before her departure which included buying some things in bulk and yet others in as small of a container as we could find. She helped load and then unload all of my giant purchases of toilet paper and paper towels and helped bag and contain all of my little jars and cans of this and that.

We headed back to the Palace and set up a bucket brigade of unloading the cart from me on the dock, to her in the cockpit and then to Dale down in the salon. We hastily put those items that needed refrigeration into an ice chest, placed a couple of bags of ice on top, and then loaded the car with her bags to head to the airport.

We stopped for a bite to eat on our way and then kissed her goodbye at the airport. There would be no place to sit and watch the planes take off for us this time. Probably for the best, it was hard enough saying goodbye to our friends, this time it was our daughter.

The drive back was pretty much in silence. We stopped by a hardware store to pick up some more bungee cords (you can never have too many) with our minds already checking off the things that needed to be accomplished before we left.

I had mentioned to Dale that I should probably get a hair cut before we left. He had seen a hair salon near the base so we stopped to see what their hours were. Lucky for me, the proprietress was there and offered to cut my hair right then. She did a great job. As of this date, my hair is officially shorter than Dale’s. Any day now he will sport the pony tail he’s contemplated since the 70’s, not an easy thing to do with the curly hair as he has.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Lorie and Dale,
You know I'm suprised no one sends you guys any coments. Maybe they don't know how. Mom It's self expanitory. Anyway it must be nice floating around all the time. Sure wish i could some day.
Your journal of your journeys are very intresting and as much fun to read as your christmas letters. but these are better because they are much more often. I dont know if you know this or not but i subscribe to your chronicles. Love you both.