As we race towards the Autobahns, Stephen hasn't yet reappeared from his bunk at the back of the campervan. Where I sleep, in the main living compartment, when people (parents) start moving, you wake up.
Spurred on by the bad truck-stop one-euro cappucinos, I have realised that I have some people to thank for stopping by to see us off yesterday. Thanks to Sean and Anasuya, our next-door neighbours for treating us to a wonderful meal Wednesday night, for agreeing to help with bins and the like, and for waving us off so energetically yesterday. Thanks to Norman and Sarah for coming around to wish us well, and swiftly pray "God help 'em"! Thanks to Bonnie and Keith for the music (the songs we're singing...) and thanks so much to Gerry Slessenger for cleaning the van before our departure, and giving us a verse for our journey:
"My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest" Exodus 33:14
Gerry, I hope you can see that in the picture on the right, we have held it close to our... heads.
Claire would like me to warn everyone that if they are expecting a birthday or anniversary card whilst we are away, she mistakenly took said cards with her, and that unless we find some Britisher-type heading in the opposite direction as us that could act as carrier pigeons they will see Moldova before seeing their respective recipients. We only hope that the lateness will be overshadowed by the curiosity value. We certainly hope that this will be the case with the cheque for our accountant that has also found its way along with us...
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