Bon Voyage

I drove my sister to the airport today for her flight to Europe. I think it finally hit her this morning that she would be spending six months in a foreign land and she started to freak out a little. She was also worried about the flight and the heightened security on the airlines. I almost said, “Whatever you do, don’t talk back to the hijackers,” but then I decided that probably wasn’t too appropriate. Here’s hoping she drinks lots of wine, eats lots of cheese, and that she brings me back some good swag.