Every day when we returned to the cruise ship we were greeted with smiles, hand sanitizer and “welcome backs.” And on particularly hot days with ice cold towels – lovely, I assure you. But as they say, there’s no place like home, and arriving home yesterday evening to a perfectly chilled house blooming with flowers and set for a post-flight snack was heaven.
John and Kerry, who took beautiful care of our house and Truffle while were were awa,y made our home a haven to come back to. And how welcome that was after a Monaco Grand Prix-like dash around Paris yesterday morning, a three hour series of lines at Charles de Gaulle, tears at security when they confscated the tiny forks that went with the antique klikatera I bought in Rhodes, and nine hours of two toddlers kicking the back of my eat and sceaming their way across the Atlantic.
We had a bottle of refreshing white wine waiting, a platter of lovely “nibbles” and the table set with a beautiful handmade tablecloth Kerry gave us as a thank you gift. A thank you gift — when it was they who took care of our house and pet or three weeks! And gift baskets full of goodies for us *and* Truffle! They went so far above and beyond I was speechless.
It was good indeed to be home and even better to sleep 11 hours in our own bed. And now the work begins — unpacking, laundry and figuring out how to go back to our everyday life.