Ouf! We are finally ready... I think. It is so tiring to go on holidays, so much to see to, to organize not to mention having to scrape the driveway for hours after this mix of snow and freezing rain which we have had in the last couple of days. India seems better by the minute.
We had a bit of a panic yesterday, when Bernie realized that he could not go with a suitcase I had bought in November. It was just too flimsy for the rigors of such a long trip. So at 6 o'clock in the evening, we rushed to return that one and proceeded to shop for another one. I will have all of you know, the said suitcase was packed and ready to go at the time. The good thing was that in January, the luggage is all on sale reduced anywhere from 55 to 70%. It all worked out well and he is happy with his purchase. He is packed once again and let's hope it stands up well.
I have vivid memories of the last time we went to India (1989) with a borrowed suitcase. Here in our winter climate it was quite a good and stiff one but once we got to Goa, in the heat and humidity, that huge suitcase became like a wine sack and all its contents was spilling out as I carried it. We had to go inside this rather posh hotel and asked for rope but of course this being India in 1989, no one had any. We were quite the sight.
Anyhow, today is finally the 19th and we are headed to the Airport with hopefully better luggage. Next time you hear from us, we will either be in London or Kochi, India.
Au revoir.
We had a bit of a panic yesterday, when Bernie realized that he could not go with a suitcase I had bought in November. It was just too flimsy for the rigors of such a long trip. So at 6 o'clock in the evening, we rushed to return that one and proceeded to shop for another one. I will have all of you know, the said suitcase was packed and ready to go at the time. The good thing was that in January, the luggage is all on sale reduced anywhere from 55 to 70%. It all worked out well and he is happy with his purchase. He is packed once again and let's hope it stands up well.
I have vivid memories of the last time we went to India (1989) with a borrowed suitcase. Here in our winter climate it was quite a good and stiff one but once we got to Goa, in the heat and humidity, that huge suitcase became like a wine sack and all its contents was spilling out as I carried it. We had to go inside this rather posh hotel and asked for rope but of course this being India in 1989, no one had any. We were quite the sight.
Anyhow, today is finally the 19th and we are headed to the Airport with hopefully better luggage. Next time you hear from us, we will either be in London or Kochi, India.
Au revoir.
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