Frank: “I am the Count. I haff com to suck your blood.”
Betsy: “My blood? Eeek–I will now try to escape disguised as a kicking Russian dancer.”
It was wonderful spending time with Frank’s family, including some people I hadn’t seen for 10 years. It was wonderful just barely making it on board the ferry at Port Jefferson, and being one of the very first cars offloaded as a reward. It was wonderful getting dinnner and three free books each at our favorite old Traveler Restaurant in Union, CT. It’s wonderful being back home again. It will be wonderful getting some much needed sleeeeeep.