Off to England

Well, Mary and Martin flew off to Britain this last Friday out of Seattle. They actually packed up their rental car with their many enormous bags, loaded in Mr. Wickersham, and headed out of here Thursday. Poor Wicket had to fly earlier than they did (he had to go alone in his own little mini penthouse suite as part of the quarantine he had to pass through to live over there) so he was picked up by the dog moving facilitator at 2:00 and whisked off to the airport. Mary and Martin flew out later that evening. We’ve heard from them a couple of times since, and all is well. Wicket, their luggage, and the two of them all made it safe and sound. For now they’re staying at Martin’s parent’s house in Nottingham. But tomorrow… yes tomorrow… they pick up the keys to their house. How exciting!

We had fun with them while they were here… though time always seems to move so quickly. We found ourselves saying, gee… we didn’t get to do all the things we wanted to. But, we had fun with them none the less. It was a big adventure, all of us living here. And yet, I think it went pretty well.

I’m wishing them well and good luck for the next year or few, and letting them know that though we will miss them, it won’t be long until they get the chance to show us around Lancaster. We can’t wait! It’s going to be a blast!