Monthly Archives: December 2011

Bringing Back Bits of Beach (…and the perils of doing so)


Have you ever been paged at the airport? In a foreign coutry? It’s odd. It takes you much longer to recognize your own name.  My husband left me in the food court while he popped over to the gate to answer the page.

…. Wait, before I go on, let me back up two years before then….

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