Experiences trump stuff

I’m baaaack, Yay!!!

My sweetie met me in Atlanta yesterday afternoon.

Brought back with me a horrible cold, left eye swelling shut on the final leg of flight so I skipped the bit where I put on fresh make up and try to look cute for hubby.

Went through over 6 customs/passport control checkpoints. In Atlanta the ‘system’ was down so a couple hundred of us got to stand in line while the customs agents stood around telling stories for a while.

Also brought back a couple of really cool cycling jerseys, a brass bell for my bike (yes, I’m going to use it – a lot), assorted coasters (we like coasters) and fridge magnets. Plus a lot of very cool memories of people and places that I’ve never been to and may never go to again.

Mom and I have had, yet another, wonderful experience together and it is true, experiences trump stuff any day. I will remember us sitting in a café in Berlin watching ‘The’ marathon of the year and drinking amazing wine long after the coasters have been lost and the jerseys have faded and torn.

Thanks Mom, we are pretty cool people and we do pretty cool stuff – must be in the genes!

And now it is time to turn the page to the next chapter; I’m going to title it ‘Steve and the Flying Jacildones’. No real reason other than I like the way it sounds and they all make me smile. Especially that Steve guy.