Flight in was uneventful. Darling toddler in front of Jack and I; she was a good natured baby and didn’t cry at all.

I had made a car reservation with Avis. I forgot that I had preferred status, and woot! that meant that there was a car with my name on it, literally. The car pickup was at the terminal - I can’t remember the last time I rented a car without having to get it a remote location, preferred status or not.

The car has a Garmin thingie. We giggled all the way to the little house/cottage we’re staying at listening to turn here and turn there. I think it’s ridiculous. We arrived much earlier than we thought, so the cottage owner was still there getting things ready for us. We were starving and on the owner’s recommendation, we walked up a few blocks to a very nice Italian place. It was more expensive than we should have indulged in, but we were tired and hot and hungry and just decided to eat. It was more than excellent - wonderful to have a great meal when you’re really hungry.

We picked up some wine and ice cream on the way home and just hung out at the little cottage. It’s a tiny little place, but very cute.