Having given you a few days to recover from my daily hat bombardments, I just have one final hit to send into cyberspace. Please bear with me.
The fourteen hats that I knit were for 14 couchsurfers who each took our big family in and gave us food, shelter, laundry services. Instead of charging us money, they gave us friendship. Even though they had never heard of us before we arrived in their homes.
But there were three other people who hosted us and gave us just as much. The difference with these people is that they had heard of us before we arrived. In a sense, that makes taking us in that much more impressive since they knew what they were in for.
The first of the three was the friend of my friend’s mother. Confused yet? I have a friend. She has a mother. Her mother has a best friend. My nickname for the mother’s best friend is Allthingsgood because she is funny, patient, fit, intelligent, kind, calm, gracious. Think of everything you hope to be and this old lady is it. Anyways, she lives in France but grew up in Wales. She offered us her cottage in Wales for two weeks in May. Wow. But then, she sent us an email to say that she could probably host all seven of us in her home in Normandy for a couple of nights. We enjoyed her company so much and were delighted when she asked us to stay longer.
MERCI BEAUCOUP AND DIOLCH I CHI!!
Second of all came my cousin. She was on a Kur (state-sponsored spa visit to cure an ailment, in this case a slipped disk) with her husband. We were sad to miss her but had arranged to meet up with my other relatives and have a family gathering. Cousin instructed her sister to prepare her house for us and then they let us stay there while they were away. It was a treat to have a home to ourselves and to have more time to visit with my extended family.
Last but definitely not least is my Lifelongfriend. When Lifelongfriend found out about our trip, she emailed me right away to tell me to spend as much time as possible with her in Austria. She kept insisting that no time would be too long and that she didn’t mind having seven people living with her, even though she has been single her whole life. She wanted us to stay for months. We were reluctant to take her up on her offer to a degree that would turn her into a raving lunatic. We hoped that two weeks, although long, would not break her. Amazingly, she was as fresh and patient on the day we left as on the day we arrived. She wasn’t as cheerful though and neither were we. Let’s just say that lots of tears were shed when we left.
Okay that really is it for hand knitted hats!