It is almost a distant memory...but some parts are particularly vivid! Like, I can still hear Baby shouting as we hauled the Christmas tree out the back door and packed the decorations away. "It must stay up! It must stay up!" she wailed. But, what we lost in the festive look of the lounge, we gained in the form of a packing conveyor belt. Once our dinner guests had left on the Sunday night, we were all stations go on the final pack. Goodbye Tree! On Monday morning we hit the road to New York. Our 5 plus SIL, her son and Ma. Excitement levels, barakat levels and petrol levels were well high. We only started to panic a little when our GPS decided to take us on a route that would avoid all highways and we travelled through what we called "Little Italy" because of the narrow, cobblestone, windy roads. Fortunately, we rectified this setting before dark but by then our best laid plans of seeing the City by daylight had past. Instead we saw an (almost) pitch b...
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