Sieze el Día

We are on our flight to Barcelona from London, one of the last legs of our journey.  While our flight departed at 7:30am, it’s already been a long morning.  At 3:00am London time, we were all four awake in our blackened hotel room, waiting for our 4:20am departure for Heathrow.  We must have all had food on the brain as Emma whispered out, “I’m dreaming of English muffins!”  Yum, I thought, lightly toasted with strawberry jam all over.  I had just been remembering a yummy salad of tomatoes, cheese and olives that we had had in Ronda when we were in Spain two years ago.

We all arrived in London yesterday.  Emma and Scott at about 6:00am; Grace and I around 5:00pm after a long delay in Edmonton, Canada.  (Denver to Calgary to Edmonton to London.)  We pick up our car here in Barcelona this morning and will drive to Javea, just south of Valencia.  We stay in Javea (one of our four towns to explore) for three nights before driving on to our first house just outside of Frigiliana where we stay for three weeks.

Ah, the flight attendant arrives with brioche and tea and coffee.  Breakfast is served.