Three years ago, when I took the ferry from Adelaide to Kangaroo Island, I was met at the end of the gangplank by a woman who was holding a sign with my name on it. What fun that was! I was super excited to see my name on a sign. I had a huge smile on my face as I strolled up to her holding my overnight bag and backpack. I felt like a very important person. Today Offspring #2 is arriving home from her school trip to Europe. I am going to meet her at the luggage carousel. I've seen a few photos on Facebook so I know she had a good time. A few of the pictures are from pubs and breweries but I think they were touring breweries for educational purposes. Other photos don't seem especially academic but what do I know? I don't have a MBA. In any case, I'm glad she is back home, safe, sound, and wiser. Won't she be thrilled to see me at the luggage carousel with my sign?
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