Never can say goodbye....oh no no oh no no

All good things come to an end.... I started crying last night when we dropped him off at his apartment... And then when we got to the hotel room; and then when i stood in the shower this morning...

When we reached the university he was busy with upcoming student and as he approached the car i heard him say to His Da; how long has she been crying... He expects it see; what he doesn't want to see is his da upset - so himself can't look at me when I'm being distraught. It's all so complicated.

But i managed to hug Boy; and tell him i loved him; and told him to behave and work hard and plan our next trip to a new and exciting place - saying goodbye isn't so bad when you have it in your mind that you'll see them again soon.

I also gave him a packet of biscuits; two litres of peach tea and a pint of chocolate milk.

One more hug; a few dribbles down his shirt and i was ready to let go; despite him being a foot and a bit taller than me I have a very firm hold. His da got another hug and then we were off.

Himself declared himself responsible driver - and by responsible he meant ; able to see ... I stopped sobbing about half an hour down the road and I've been fine ever since.

We drove another few hundred miles today - our total milage for the trip so far is around 1800 miles - and now the last bit of the adventure. A couple of days at the Wee Blue Hoose....

More about that tomorrow