Those are the instructions on the front of one retirement card from my younger daughter. I’m resting my feet on my carry on bag in the SFO airport after eating a spinach salad with goat cheese and strawberries.
I arrived a bit early. But everything else to do was done at home and I was so wired up. Now I’m passing the time before we board for Frankfurt, then on to Lyon.
This blog seems a good place to post some photos and I can share the short link with my peeps so they can enjoy my retirement celebration vicariously.
Too bad I don’t have any cool photos — yet.