Yep I’m home.
Ray gave me what to him was a gleeful welcome.
He hopped, twirled and barked once then he walked away.
I know he wasn’t suffering because his main caregiver, Alba, my superintendent Lester’s wife and my dear friend sent me photos of his time away from me.
Here he is at nap time with her son Christopher.
Our trip was wonderful.
Since Marcia and I are old we had a travel agent Eva who made sure that someone picked us up and delivered us to each place. Lucky because we couldn’t find our way out of a paper bag.
She also found us a sale on business class tickets. I have never traveled business class before and I was really looking forward to it.
Although it was way better than coach it wasn’t all I was told it would be.
For example my niece Stephanie (who’s rich and goes first class everywhere) said at the airport I could go to the fancy lounge where you could shower and drink and eat great food but when I came out of the bathroom with my shower cap, a towel wrapped around me and my back brush imagine my disappointment when there was no shower to be had. And the staff was absolutely snippy when I complained.
And I don’t say chips and a lettuce sandwich are snooty eats.
If that’s what they call ritzy you can have it.
I will say we loved Positano. The view alone was soul enriching.
Here is a picture of the view from our terrace
We got this deal from Verizon where for $10 a day you could use your phone as if you were in NY so Marcia was able to keep in touch with her husband.
I put that time to good use taking selfies.
I know there is nothing more boring than looking at other people’s vacation photos but here’s one more. Or maybe two. I couldn’t resist including our swimming in the Mediterranean.
My sister and I love each other so much.
Well as I said I’m home now with my boy sleeping on my lap catching up on my Bravo shows and all is right with the world.
Well maybe not all. Notice the title of this post.