Sooner Than I Think
Sonja and I have been planning a trip to Europe for some time, and things are really coming together. A while ago we received our train passes, and we've tested the camping gear. Just recently, the whole idea of the trip hit home, and became grounded when our Rugby World Cup tickets showed up.
The RWC has been the anchor behind the trip from it's inception. I wanted to go four years ago, but never pulled it together, and this time it's going to be different. I didn't cough up the dough to see a tier 1 match, although I did sacrifice enough to get in two matches while I'm overseas.
I knew I needed to see our boys in action; though, they are by no means rugby powerhouses. Give the choice of seeing them loose to Australia (0-5), Wales (1-7) or Fiji (2-5), I figured I'd take in the battle against Japan (8-9). Fiji will also be a good game, and we may steal it from them, but it was on the wrong side of the Chunnel to fit into our schedule. The second game in our lineup is between Italy and Portugal, and we chose it through a combination of cheapness and timing.
I'm starting to realize that it's only two weeks away until we leave. I'm sure the long weekend, a meeting of the photographic society, a couple of dinner meet-up and catch-up will make the time remaining zip.
