Up at 4 am … Drove to Lynden Transit terminal … left the car and boarded the Airporter shuttle heading for Sea-Tac. Dressed for New Orleans’ weather, so I’m currently huddled in a ball waiting for the van to warm up.Thank goodness for portable technology! Brianna is deep into a book via her Kindle and I, as you may have figured, am blogging on my iPad. Whereas, I wasn’t hungry at 5:30 am when we left home, I’m ravenous now. Got my hopes up when the woman at the Burlington station, where we made a 5 minute stop, said yes, indeed they had hot water. Visions of a cup of hot green tea quickly fizzled as the woman motioned to a sink and I realized she meant hot TAP water! It didn’t help matters to see a drive thru espresso shop in the near distance and know there wasn’t time. Obviously, I will have to hold out until we reach the airport. Very bad planning on my part.
Seven days in New Orleans … Brianna offered to tag along as my caretaker following my surgery on Thursday. This surgery is a continuation of the reconstruction I began last November. It’s half as long, requiring only a one night stay in the hospital so we’re hoping for some quality time together in the French Quarter as well!
Not much humor in my writing today … Too cold and hungry.
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