Three more sleeps

Three more sleeps and Gloria Rose and I will be winging our way across the country; across the ocean to a land I have only seen in magazines and television shows. The anticipation is almost edible! I have been packed for nearly four weeks now - I suppose my clothes will be in need of a good ironing just because they have been laying around a suitcase for so long, but it will be worth it - even if I have to walk around as the rumpled one. Both of us have been making lists and checking them twice because we realize that this adventure is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Chances are we will never be fortunate enough to make a return trip - for a very long time. So, making the most of it, I spent months making the critical decision of how I wanted to spend my time and where and I certainly hope the Cotswolds is up for my arrival! Mr. Golden Sun - please shine down on us as we briefly tour the entire country first and especially as we walk the many meandering and ancient paths that have seen the feet of generations - keep us warm and dry and light our way with your radiance.