we're off . . .

bob's son, rob picked  me up and delivered us to the airport to board our flight for atlanta.  we were late taking off so by the time we navigated atlanta airport, we walked right on to our plane, minus a very quick stop at the boar's head kiosk for cheese and salami . . .  airplane food lacks umm, taste.  arriving in jkf, again we had very little time after taking the jitney across the tarmac to catch our flight to athens. we had upgraded our seats and had bulk head.  talk about legroom:

yes, you will find me on a plane shaming blog somewhere in the world.

i guess it would help if i explained bob and the cast of characters.  originally booked on the trip were sharon and carene who often travel together, robin and david, husband and wife, vicki and paul, again, husband and wife.  sharon i have know for over 30 years as well as carene, robin and david.  as we celebrated robin's birthday back in june, they were all excited about planning the trip.  bob, who is a widower and long time crew member looked at me and said, would you like to be my roomie and i replied yes.  done deal.  did it matter that i knew him the least amount of time?  nope.  if everyone said he was cool, he was cool.  there might have been a little angst about hanging freshly washed undies . . .  turns out we both went independently shopping to avoid that hiccup.

anyway, he was a fabulous and considerate roomie not to mention my kind of nutso.  and it is, after all, my year to live larger.  not that we didn't take a certain amount of flak.  snort.