Hello Lucy, Malkie and Ryan,
Just wondering if you have made it to Portland? I told your Nanny you should be in Oregon by now and she said that wrung a bell. She then remembered her first trip to America was to visit Doris and Stephen in Oregon all by herself – she took her sister for the big adventure to the Golden Gate Bridge of San Francisco in a subsequent visit. She tells the story here:
“Sure, I nearly didn’t make it! I was never further than my back door, so how on earth did I get to America? I wasn’t used to all the big fancy airports and all the announcements you are meant to listen to and all the busy comings and goings. What was I meant to do? How could the likes of Nursie and me find our way around? Just as I was settling myself into my seat and getting comfy, the gentleman beside me asked where I was travelling to – you know, making polite conversation. I explained I was off to visit my daughter in Oregon. He then said “Excuse me, but in that case I think you are on the wrong plane as we’re off to Africa!”. Well, I nearly had a fit! He was right- I was on the wrong plane. I had to grab my handbag and run on to the next aeroplane parked on the runway. I had taken a wrong turn – imagine if I had landed in some place I had never heard of! Honest to goodness! I am better staying at home!”
Looking forward to hearing your tales,
Marianne
hilarious! im sure there’ll be a few wrong turns on this trip! but sure those are always the best craic! am sure you are just plumpimg your pillows in the van now.. bon voyage!
Never further than her back door? That Nanny of yours was never one for braggin’ about herself. Sure she went to Edinburgh on her honeymoon. What more did a bride of 1937 expect? And she went to Rostrevor….
Ha ha and looking forward to hearing about your trip,
“Safe travels”!
xoxoDoris