A leap over the big pond

Yesterday, I once again traveled over the big pond. Minus being worried about getting my suitcase off the conveyor belt due to almost every other suitcase still being on (I think the Europeans on the flight got stuck in customs - I've never seen such a full and clogged conveyor belt before in all my many travels), everything went pretty smoothly. The travelling started very early. I got picked up at 5 a.m. - my dear fiancé picked me up! It was wonderful!! I finally made it after three flights to Roanoke, VA. My brother-in-law picked me up and now I am in Martinsville with them and not able to sleep after 5:30 a.m. Lovely! Today, Laura and I will drive to Memphis for our Grandaddy's funeral. It will be fun having this time together, but it is a long trip (10 1/2 hours). I'm looking forward to our family time together and to celebrating and remembering Grandaddy's wonderful life. The funeral will be tomorrow and then on Wednesday, Laura, my parents, and I drive back to VA.

I also wanted to share the fun activity that I was able to do on Saturday. My friend, MelMac, and I were able to enjoy this together.

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