Tuesday, 28 April 2009

In My Mind I'm Goin' to Carolina

Can't you just see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine...

In two days, we'll be on a plane, headed Stateside for the first time since Crumpet was born. Actually, it will be the first time I've been back since last April, and it has been a long year. I'm ready for short sleeves, the chirping of the cicadas on warm evenings, the orange glow of the chimnea on evenings that are crisp, lemonade on the back porch, buttermilk pancakes, Cracker Barrel, moonpies...

If I could just skip the packing (which is more like a military operation now that I have a child), the journey to Heathrow (it will probably be the longest journey I've ever taken on the Piccadilly Line, especially if Crumpet doesn't sleep in the cheap new umbrella stroller we got last week, which doesn't recline), the chaos of airport check-in and security, and the long flight itself and somehow teleport to Raleigh-Durham, that would be great.

Stay tuned for an update on how our first flight with baby panned out, as well as what I am sure will turn out to be some other interesting anecdotes from our first official family holiday. I've got several blog entries already starting to take shape in my mind....

2 comments:

Michelloui said...

So how was the flight?! My daughter was 3 before I took a flight home--very brave of you! And how how well you described home! Even though I have never been to the Carolina's, part of my growing up was in Oklahoma and I remember the cicadas, the warm evenings, lemonade on the porch... Im envious! Its a beautiful English Spring day here, and I do love the English Spring and summer (when not raining!) but I really miss the rest... Enjoy your stay at home.

Angela said...

The flight turned out much better than expected! It helped to have an empty seat between us and the bassinet for the bulkhead, although she won't be able to use that next time because she's already almost too big for it. The hardest part was trying to ignore her so she'd go down for a nap. At least she slept for about 3 out of the 8 1/2 hours of the flight. I don't know what I'll do when she's toddling around!