One Saturday early in March (actually March 12) Judy and I were watching several PBS Travel shows about Ireland and the rest of the British Isles. We talked among ourselves that we did not expect to ever get there although we had discussed it in the past. One side of Judy's ancestors is from Ireland, and one half of mine is from Scotland. It finally dawned on us that the reason for all the shows about Ireland was that St. Patrick's Day was in the coming week.
That Sunday, while having lunch with several of our friends from church, Walt and Betty mentioned that they had just signed up for a trip to the British Isles and asked if we wanted to go with them. At the time Judy and I thought it was a polite question and that they were not serious.
Monday morning Judy asked me if I thought if they were serious, and how would we (she?) find out. Then the other questions came up - the time period, could we afford it, etc.
After we discussed it a little further I told Judy to phone Betty and see how serious they were about including us. Judy phoned and talked with Betty awhile. Walt and Betty gave us the web site that had the tour listed and the travel agent they worked with, so we checked it out.
By mid-afternoon we were signed up. Judy has now determined that she should never say "Never will I...". Beside this time, she also said that she 'will never go out west again" after we took our grandsons there on a vacation in 2005. We have been back there several times since, almost on an annual basis.
So, now the planning starts - that is, the planning for the evenings for which there is nothing planned and no 'optional tours' are available that we would want to join.
Signed: The Wayward Traveler, and his traveling companions
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