A kept promise.

St. Andrews. The home of golf. A parcel was waiting for me when I got home from Boston. It was a promise kept from a lady I met on the BC bound via rail train last fall. When we parted company at the final destination she promised to send me a golf shirt from her home town in Scotland. Well she kept her promise and I am the proud owner of a shirt and a towel from the home of golf.  I've been he a couple weeks but the time to board my flight to Thailand is drawing near. Visa is being processed and hope to be on my way witha stop in Winnipeg for a reunion in a couple weeks. It was a great summer but this one screamed by with the stay in New England. I hope the winter flys as quick on the beaches in Thailand.  I'll be in touch. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Ya better watch out, Ya better not pout....

Does health insurance satisfy Investors or Customers (patients)?

Killer food at Big Boys on I-75 in Monroe County