Prelude
We jumped on the chance to book this Viking Cruise like ducks on a June bug. We had travel fever "hotter than a pepper sprout" a few months ago when we said "I do" to the Viking rep. I knew it would be a push, right on the heels of the Texas Counseling Association Professional Growth conference and right before Thanksgiving, but okay, we're doing it. Mickie and I got back last night and she drove on home to San Angelo. I feverishly unpacked and started the laundry. Ricky and I both woke up at 3:22 am this morning. We pretended to sleep for another hour, but it didn't fool anybody. Even Ringo was barking in his crate. We were hovering around the coffee pot by 4:30. Running on fumes and adrenaline - we started grinding the gears to the travel machine well before daylight.
We're excited, keyed up, apprehensive, and eager to experience a part of the planet we haven't seen before. I'm traveling with a sense of accepting a challenge, grateful for this opportunity, and hopeful this trip will be an amazing experience.
We scurried around, tended to all the last minute details, and about 1 pm we gathered up our bags, loaded Ringo and Honey B into the big white truck, and made the familiar trek to the Hilton at ABIA.
Lunch at Baby A's. We needed a good Mexican food fix before leaving Texas.
Waiting in the check in line
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