Victor said today that we have to start putting items aside, packing boxes. When Victor says that, he of the Rational Packing stripe (I would qualify as completely Irrational in Packing Philosophy), well, I get e.x.c.i.t.e.d.
Already, I am feeling like our trip will be upon us in a blink, and then over. Over! How do I slow the days to a crawl? (Not the ones before, mind you, but the ones during.) I envision myself on the Buxton porch, in the sun, just gazing at the sea.