That’s what hit me just now, “Just Write.” So…here we are in our hotel room in Canterbury. It is Thursday and my alto angel, Barbara has been singing at Canterbury Cathedral for almost a week now. She does not feel so well and we skipped today’s side trip to Leeds Castle and Rochester so that she has a voice left with which to go on singing tomorrow. https://twitter.com/No1Cathedral/status/760008489989185536
Our flights from Windhoek, Namibia to London’s Gatwick were a mixed bag but Air Europa booked us on a later flight from Madrid on Iberia Airlines to London after we missed a connection; we were only about three hours late. Still had a lekker geslaap (good sleep).Carrying our backpacks and another bag was hard on us, especially on my right knee and feet, but here in Canterbury I found a large duffle bag on wheels that will take both of our packs and fold into a small pouch when empty. So we’ll be putting the weight on the floor most of the time instead of on our legs and feet. We’ll both save a lot of energy.
The stabbings in London where we were last week have me now looking at people to see if they look crazy enough to hurt strangers. We still plan to visit Turkey next week. Safety is an illusion? Then we go to Pompeii where Vesuvius quickly killed tens of thousands of people. Then to Sicily where immigrants and mafia are problematic. Then to France. But what could go wrong in France?
On a positive note (from a hummer) we have met some wonderful new acquaintances here and love being with the choir again. St. Albans and Canterbury have been beautiful and peaceful…and lush with greenery!