Oops.

I did mean to maintain my blog overseas. I did. Both times. But apparently I have the distressing ability to pick up a cold on an airplane like that. Imagine me snapping my fingers. If I could snap my fingers. Which I can't.
Pretty sure I spent nearly the whole month I was in Europe in 2014 with a cold, getting over a cold and enjoying a second cold. Let's not even touch the fact that I more or less spent the 36 hours after getting back from Europe in 2016 unconscious. Although it saved me a lot of 'why isn't my luggage here yet' wondering.
So, over two years after my trip to Europe, I return to this blog. And cringe a little bit. Maybe I should tidy it up a bit?
Sadly, some of the memories have faded a little. There was going to be an entire post about London and boing boing. Sadly the aforementioned colds delayed my posting, and once delayed, I was too busy having fun to go back and post about previous experiences. Oh well, I'm doing it now.
So, Miss E, who at the time was only 18 months, maybe 2 years, has obviously been educated about Aussie animals. I'd bought them a couple of red nose animals, a kangaroo and a koala. As I said, Mr E. chose the kangaroo and Miss E was given the koala.
Well, the kangaroo went boing boing (side thought, what noise does a kangaroo make?) and the koala went boing boing. Yeeeeaaaaah, about that Miss E? Koalas don't actually go boing boing.
Still, it was and always has been lovely to be able to spend time with Mr. and Miss E. It comes close to breaking my heart when I have to leave. I still remember the first time when Mr E. was about 18 months old and he was upset to see us go. Of course he doesn't remember it at all.
One of the impetuses for the structure of my 2015-2016 trip was that in a sense, he got multiple holidays with me. One when I arrived in Europe, One just before Christmas and another for New Year's. I may have miscalculated a little. Instead he was upset with my leaving, each and every time. In fact, I may have used the prospect of presents to ease my leaving. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I espouse the use of bribery when it is not my child. Not that I have a child.

More stories of my last two trips to Europe to come. A bientot.