Heading home (for now)

Alas, the Royal and Ancient Golf Club apparently has Rules about slathering golf balls in bacon grease. And since I was the one who had applied said aforementioned bacon grease, I was banned from the grounds of Turnberry. Me? Banned? What are they thinking? The presence of my gorgeous countenance alone should have upped viewer-ship to the levels they would have had if Tiger had made the cut. *sigh. Anyhoo, I did the best I could, rooting for Tom for a distance. And frankly, for An Old Geezer (Dad takes a bit of offense at this, as he’s only a half decade younger than Tom Watson – but, as I point out, while Mr. Watson had a hip replaced, he hasn’t broken his neck…) he did fantastically! Yes, I would have liked to have seen him win (and I won’t lie - I would have liked a chance to pose with the Claret Jug!), but Stewart Cink is a nice guy, too, and he did play well.

Since I’m still in Europe, I’d like to go help Lance Armstrong, but apparently, the bicycling people have even more rules than the golf people about bacon grease. So, I’ll be winding up the rubber band on AirFiona, and heading home.

Expect lots of hiking pictures, and pictures of me with my new short summer ‘do’. Mom has been a little slow in the photo-taking. She must be sick, or something!

And lots of pictures of me napping after my hikes!

In the meantime, I’m thinking about my next trip on AirFiona. I haven’t decided on my next destination, but after my brief trip to Europe, it might be time to go back and spent a little more time ‘on the continent’. I’ll keep you posted. In the meantime, here are some pictures of my siblings…

Bufus, with the best sun-spot in the house!

There's a reason why TaiChi is often called the Dust Bunny!

*kissey face*

-Fiona