slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: UK
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In the morning, I went down to have breakfast and say goodbye to the members of our tour group. The news was on TV there and I was once again swept away with grief about what was happening to my friends in the path of Helene. One person who lingered at the table beside me…
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The night before, Sandy told me that his throat was very sore, so I dosed him with hot tea and lemon and honey. There were three people on our tour who had terrible coughs and said that they had been sick the week before. Sandy was not feeling up to getting out on this first…
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This was probably our rainiest day. For the most part, the weather was quite good, with highs in the high 50s. In the meantime, my sister was in Cornwall and they had terrible weather. We were lucky. I was sorry to leave Glenspean Lodge. Really, I would have loved to have spent the entire time…
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This seemed like a really full day – by the end of it everyone seemed ready to get back to the hotel. At the same time, a lot of us would have liked to have had a different itinerary with more time in Fort William and Glencoe and less time on other stops. If there’s…
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Up early to eat a marvelous breakfast at Glenspean Lodge, and since the day’s plans were almost entirely on the bus or the ferry, Sandy decided to give it a go. I wore some acupressure wrist bands that another tour member gave me and took only half a Dramamine. This worked very well and didn’t…
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On Thursday morning, we slept late and then took a taxi to our next hotel, the Apex Waterloo Place. That night we would meet our tour manager and group, have dinner together, and decide whether Sandy was up for doing the tour. After leaving our luggage, we went to the corner cafe for brunch, where…
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Wednesday was mostly a rest day. We both slept a lot and I slipped out around mid-day to let Sandy sleep and explore a little bit. I went downstairs to the coffee shop where I explained what was going on with us to the manager (there was a lot of blood in the room), and…
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We left Sept. 23, Monday night, for Edinburgh, Scotland, where we planned to spend a few days before and after a tour to the Highlands for eight days. Our plans would be changed quite a bit on Tuesday, Sept. 24. That’s when, on our way to our hostel, my husband Sandy took a nosedive off…
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On Saturday morning, the crowds were lining up at the Roman Baths and the Abbey. It was a bank holiday. We decided to skip seeing the Baths. At Square Grill House, I had smoked salmon benedict, and Susan and Lisa had a full English breakfast. I think that was the only time any of us…
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We had learned our lesson about taxis in Cornwall and booked Annie’s Taxi ahead of time to take us back to the train station at Bodmin Parkway. I mean, yes, a bus was an option back and forth to Port Isaac, but it was a two hour ride compared to a 30 minute ride in…
slowly she turned 