Sugar, the gift of the sixth anniversary.
We are packing up to go home. We’ll leave the hotel at 7am tomorrow morning and say goodbye to Barcelona, probably for good. We’re thinking Holland next year.
This was a good week. Even though we arrived exhausted, barely slept and we were both sick for most of the trip, we managed to celebrate our anniversary in ways both large and small.
Tonight we ate our last meal here at an outdoor restaurant. We reminisced about our years together and talked about what wonderful things the future holds for us. At the end of our meal, our waiter brought out two glasses of champagne and I wondered if he could tell from our demeanor that we were celebrating something.
I hope so.
Here’s to six years, to sugar in all its forms, to the years ahead and the years behind.
And here’s to vacations, and to going home.