WARNING. THIS CHAPTER IS ALL ABOUT OUR TRIP TO CUBA. 

If you hate hearing about other people's adventures, log out now...'cause boy, did we have fun! 

So my friend Judy comes into the store and says something to the effect that I looked big and fat and she'd go with me to Weight Watchers.

Really, what Judy said is, 'Do we think this is the time we need to join because it's a really good deal right now'. For those of you who don't know me I'm a life time member.....it's a good place to go. Just not for me right now. I think my reply perhaps was rather curt...humm, sorry Jude. I said 'Heck no! I want a place with no snow and lots of sunshine'. I'll be darned if the girl didn't run downtown and get a travel book.

Then I get the phone call. 'Can you be ready to go on Thursday?' Are you daft? I haven't owned a swim suit in ten...(.wait, how old is my youngest?) twenty years. It's Tuesday...give me a break! With a lot of help from my friends, I was ready for a week from Thursday. Quilters really are wonderful people.

So you take these two country gals (one is from north of the checker board even!) and plunk them into Toronto....5 hours early, because we get lost. Doesn't everyone schedule time into their travels for getting lost. Well, apparently we didn't need the extra time. Judy and I can always find a Swiss Chalet. Thank you.

This is what $20.00 worth of airport alcohol looks like. That smile is really a pained expression.....a million screaming people all around fighting for space in a very small airport restaurant. Our trip begins. Look out! I'm still not convinced that there is a place that doesn't have snow.....and cold.

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