CCVI: Change of Plans

My travelling sisters and I had originally planned a picnic for today. Actually, we've been planning to have a picnic in the summer for about a year now, but every time we pick a date that works for everyone, somehow the weather decides to thwart our plans.

Then we were thinking of going swimming in an indoor swimming pool -- I had packed my swimsuit, towel, and all -- but after a yummy pizza lunch at Marcello's, I was a bit relieved to hear that RaeRae, the only other person who had resolved to swim, had changed her mind. The grey and wet weather did not inspire me to take a dip into chlorine-filled water, nor venture through a tiny, packed, and most likely dirty changeroom. Instead, the four of us improvised and happily found ourselves sitting in a café for about four hours chatting and reminiscing on past trips as Numz was on the heels of a very forthcoming (as in flying tonight!) vacation to France.

Oh, how much I wanted to be on that flight too! But Europe is not in the cards for me this year. Instead, I have decided to stay in North America. I figure it will make any travels next year all the sweeter.

Ragazze, we will have our picnic this year. If it means that we must make-believe and pretend my living room carpet is grass, so be it.