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	<title>That Cloud Looks Like A Rabbit &#187; travel</title>
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		<title>My Parents</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 19:28:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[are wandering off to Italy for 3 years for a new job assignment. It will be an exciting place to visit, in addition to England. I have still not seen London. We&#8217;ve always been so busy seeing people, that we&#8217;ve &#8230; <a href="http://thatcloudlookslikearabbit.com/blog/2010/my-parents/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://thatcloudlookslikearabbit.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/italy.jpg" rel="lightbox[1071]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1076" title="italy" src="http://thatcloudlookslikearabbit.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/italy-262x300.jpg" alt="" width="157" height="180" /></a>are wandering off to Italy for 3 years for a new job assignment.  It will be an exciting place to visit, in addition to England.   I have still not seen London.  We&#8217;ve always been so busy seeing people, that we&#8217;ve found it less important to see the scenery.  Funny, eh?</p>
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		<title>Unexpected</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 21:08:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We took Ian to the airport today, against our better judgement, to deliver him to the airplane which will fly him back to the UK.    After enjoying a coffee (ok, and crying and laughing through the coffee), we said &#8220;see &#8230; <a href="http://thatcloudlookslikearabbit.com/blog/2009/unexpected/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We took Ian to the airport today, against our better judgement, to deliver him to the airplane which will fly him back to the UK.    After enjoying a coffee (ok, and crying and laughing through the coffee), we said &#8220;see you soon&#8221; at the security gate, and he was off to be scanned.</p>
<p>I watched him walk away, as he turned a few times to wave.  I watched him take off his shoes and go through the scanner a few times, and then disappear into the terminal.      Wiping my tears away, I was about to leave, when the guard at the desk said, &#8220;You can get a ticket to go with him if you want.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;, I said</p>
<p>Guard:   &#8220;You can go to the airline counter and get a security ticket so you can wait with him.&#8221;</p>
<p>Me:   &#8220;I can?    Thank you!&#8221;</p>
<p>And off we ran down to the counter, waited patiently for the people in front of us to check their luggage, and then got our security ticket.    Then we ran back upstairs, went through security, didn&#8217;t bother to put our shoes on, and walked up behind Ian, who was pacing through the terminal.   <img src='http://thatcloudlookslikearabbit.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>We were all so excited to have the extra 45 minutes or so together.   It definitely made our day.</p>
<p>Walking away is definitely the hardest thing we have to do at the airport.     But the time we have together beforehand, and after we&#8217;re able to arrange another flight, is definitely worth it.</p>
<p>Happy New Year!</p>
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