Well, my mind will have to do as my island of tranquility at the moment, as well. The South Pacific sounded wonderful to me, but the island of Ireland is where I'll probably land, because that is where my husband and daughter want to go. We are all citizens everywhere in Europe automatically, because my husband carries a British passport. The Greek Islands intrigue me, but I do not speak the language. Perhaps for long, languid vacations, though.
Little thatched Irish cottage, nasturtiums, the west coast, salt water crashing on the beach, fish and chips, peace . . . |
