And then, before you know it, the alarm goes off... It was a very short night, as this mommy had decided that - the evening before a 2.30AM start - she had to try and fix the washing machine that just broke down, fix a puncture is Batmans back tyre, create 24 treats to hand out on his birthday on Monday and pack a bag. All at the same time. Not a clever idea. Especially when at 3AM, when the last items went into the bag and it needed zipped up, the zipper breaks. Yes, it was a great start to the day, and if it had only been me going, I would have jut sat down on the floor and cried. But, instead, I woke up long-suffering husband, made him climb into the cubby hole in the attic - still half asleep - and dig out another bag. After repacking, drinking a stiff espresso and a last kiss goodbye, I drove off to pick up Monique. And after an exciting drive, we arrived at the car park, and saw the first planes landing in the distance... Monique, looking forward to the flights, but an...
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Veeeel te kort, zo'n dag!