I DON'T WANNA GO HOME !!!!!

Well, it's Monday morning and after a traditional English breakfast of eggs, bacon, beans and toast, it's time to clean up and head back to Kenley. I am not a happy bunny, as I really don't want this holiday to end.

Bob took a different route back, through the country, where I got to see plenty of old churches and other buildings. After a while of driving, we stopped in the town of Goudhurst. Roger and I went in to St. Mary's church and had a look around while Bob parked the car. Then we went next door to the pub and had lunch.

This is St. Mary's church..... the inside is breathtaking.

This is the pub (next door to the church as you can see), where we ate lunch.

Well, I was pretty quiet for the drive back to Bob and Jane's for the final few hours before I had to go to the airport. Once there, we drank coffee and sat outside in the garden talking about my holiday and how much I had enjoyed it. I packed up my things and then Roger and I played a few last games of crib.

At the blink of an eye, it was 5:00 and time to go to the airport. I said goodbye to Jane, Clare and James, and got into the car with Roger and Bob for the short drive to the airport. I got checked in and managed to get a window seat this time and the three of us went up to the pub in the airport. We had a drink (I had a glass of lemonade and two tranqs...lol), and soon it was time for me to go through the gates and wait for my flight.

I'm sure I don't have to put down here how difficult it was to leave.... the emotions I felt then, and I feel now as I write this, can not be described. I said goodbye to Bob and thanked him for all he did to make this trip what it was, and then I had to say goodbye to Roger.... which was not an easy task. After saying our goodbyes and hugging each other for what seemed like seconds rather than minutes, I walked through the gate shedding some tears (okay a river of tears would more adequately describe it) and did not look back. I just walked straight to the lounge where I had to wait for my flight to be called.

As the tranqs kicked in, and I sat in the lounge feeling sorry for myself, the airline announced that the flight was delayed. SHIT!! I thought to myself...... if I'd known that, I'd still be standing there hugging Roger !! The flight was scheduled to leave at 8:00 and finally, at 9:30 we were boarded onto the plane. Well, I was lucky enough to have a window seat, but there was a catch !! Not only were they out of blankets and pillows by the time I got on the plane, but the lady sitting next to me had a two year old child on her lap, who insisted on kicking me every 5 mins !! I was in a daze (due to the tranqs and the crying) and wanted to do nothing but sleep, and this annoying little girl kept kicking me. She finally fell asleep, and I thought to myself.. aaaaaahhhhhh ..... now I can relax and get some snooze, when the 6 year old girl in the row in front of me decided she didn't like flying and either did her stomach. You got it !! She threw up every 10 minutes from England to Calgary. When I finally did manage to fall asleep, the stewardess would wake me up and ask me if I wanted a drink.... LOOK LADY.... DO I LOOK THIRSTY TO YOU?? I'M ASLEEP YOU IDIOT!!

I finally got to Vancouver at the ungodly hour of 2:00am and yes.... I went to work. I needed to go to work to keep my mind off how I was feeling. I called Chrissy when she got in to work and told her all about my trip and the flight home and had a good cry as I told her how unfair it was that I had to be so far away. Then I called Roger, who had a busy day himself, and told him I made it back okay, and I think he found my eventful trip home rather humorous.....lol.

Well, that's my holiday and I'm glad I got to share it with you.

Thank you to Bob and Jane, and Clare and James for your kind hospitality and for showing me parts of England I would never have otherwise seen. Thanks for opening your home to me, and for making me feel like family. And a big hug and kiss to Clare and James who are the most well behaved children I have ever met. And thanks again for the Dymchurch Rock!! I'm munching on it now as I write this and smile and giggle to myself as I think about how much fun we had. I hope some day you can come to Canada and I can show you the same kindness you showed me. *Cheers*

Thank you Roger, for being who you are and what you are to me. No worries RP, I'm not gonna get all "maudlin" or "slushy" as you put it...LOL. You know exactly how I feel and I'll leave it at that. Love you kind sir......

To all those who made this happen....*Cheers*.... till we meet again......

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