So Long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Good Night

...I hate to go and leave this pretty sight.

I feel like a broken record...

One last hoorah before we go.  Back to 

Kuba Kuba for just one more iced coffee.

Seriously, no other coffee compares, and 

I am a little sad that this is the last one,

however I am also glad that I don't live near by

forever because at $4 a glass it is pricey.

Say Cheese :)

Can you see all the barrettes in O's hair?

She did her hair herself.

Yummy turkey press, and fried plantains.

I am still not sold on the fried plantains,

but F seemed to like them.

We aren't the only ones who love Kuba Kuba.

It's busy.

Back at the hotel, O took one last ride on her bike.

She is training for her first triathlon.  It is in

less than a week.  She is certain she will win.  I am sure 

she has the stamina, just not so sure about the focus.  I 

see her playing in the pool or getting distracted by a 

butterfly (which she did on this particular day).

Oh, yes, she also has become very, very cautious

on her bike since she fell, so this should be

interesting.

Ok, now time to get serious.  I told myself I would

wait until 2 days before we leave to start packing

because that should give us plenty of time, and F

should be able to help.  Well, 4 days before we leave

I panic, and start packing.  F's schedule is still up

in the air, and I don't have confidence that he will

get enough time off to help, so I began early.  

As I packed, I panicked.  How much stuff did we buy?

This is not going to fit.  Maybe it's just the way I am

putting it in the van?  Hmm...time for some help.

Insert Tetris Master.

Ta-Da.

He did it.

Not sure how.  Not sure I want to know.

As long as it's all there I don't care.

The van is packed (36 hours before we leave, cause

that's how I roll.  I'm a planner, and I 

hate procrastinating, what can I say?).

The only items left in the hotel are our toiletries

2 outfits and 2 laptops.  

No toys.  

No books.  

Nothing.

So what do we do while we wait?

Well, for one, teach the 5 year old how to 

play solitaire on the computer.  We have

minimal things for her to do coming home. 

This is a far cry from what I did back in 

March, when I had my bag full of goodies and 

enough snacks to last a week.  As my husband

loves to say I am either not in at all, or in

a hundred and crazy percent.  

This will be an interesting drive.  

Prayers are appreciated :)