We're Baaaack!

Actually we have been back for a while. The holiday was a bust. It was a dismal damp campsite and then I got sick so back we came . The better half enjoyed his time off work in the comfort of his own home. I am still waiting for a holiday but live in hope for the second installment in September. So far a bit of discussion about where to go for the next two weeks but not much enthusiasm from either of us. What I would really like to do is go white water rafting but hate the thought of driving all the way to Ottawa. Perhaps I should grasp the nettle with both hands and hop on a Porter plane and half an hour later step off the machine at Uplands Airport. I am sure it would cost about the same as a tank of gas. Ah, had I but the courage. Of course there is always Adavan but I doubt that would be strong enough. One day there will be a compelling reason for me to look my fear in the eye and get on a plane and in doing so perhaps lose the fear. That's the theory anyway so I'll just leave it at that. What I find odd is that it is far more dangerous to step into a raft on the Ottawa River than it is to step onto a plane but I have no fear whatsoever of the rafting. Only goes to show how the mind can count for very little. Perhaps one day I'll lose mine and sally forth to all the wonderful places I have longed to go. The irony of that is mad people are not allowed on planes. A slow boat to China it is then. All we need to worry about is how we'll breath when we get there.