Obviously she went to that special packing course offered by the aforementioned pot-smoking Travel Guru from Edmonds. A couple of bags, a couple of bikes, great weather, raw herring with onions, etc, etc, etc..--a memorable trip around Amsterdam, Volendam and Marken!
Now that's what I call a vending machine. As our days in Ireland dwindle to single digits, my wonderful in-laws are putting on a major charm offensive. Shortly after arriving home from our restful week in the country- and sea-sides, our children were taken from us by my sister-in-law Mary and her partner Kevin, and myself and CW were forced on a plane for a three day/two night trip to Amsterdam sans Dreadful Creatures.
After a number of noisy nights (I am not complaining) spent in rooms over pubs on our Irish tour, it was time for an upgrade. Our last night before heading home was in the Killarney Malton Hotel. The jumpy thing happened to be in their front yard and Older Dreadful Creature had a ball!