Welcome to my Take Seven compilation which incorporates all 21 words (or derivatives) from the Three Things Challenge for the past week.
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As always, have fun, and I hope you enjoy this week’s effort.
Our words were:
allocated, assisted, badger, carry, coach, escorted, familiar, fascination, hold, holidays, journey, kill, limit, outlook, private, retrieve, routine, tents, terminal, visitor, weather.
It was a month away from the norm, a different routine, a different house, a different outlook. Holidays in the past only meant a different view from the kitchen window to do the washing up, but for once, she was a visitor, not a housekeeper.
She packed her bag with care, not quite sure what the weather would hold, but wanting to cover every angle. It wasn’t a big bag, she didn’t have very much, but it was one on wheels so she didn’t have to carry it.
She wasn’t looking forward to the 8 hour journey, but at least she would be assisted at the changeover and not expected to manage on her own. All being well, she could sleep on the way.
As the coach purred along the motorway, her mind drifted to other holidays with a young family in tow. They had been fun times, not a lot of money to spare, but enough to have a few treats. She smiled at fond memories of tents, breakfast bacon butties, leaky caravans and keys locked in cars.
She had just over an hour to kill at the changeover, and a very nice young man escorted her to the waiting lounge and promised to collect her in plenty of time for her connection. There was a vending machine and free tea or coffee, so she could have some refreshments if she wanted, and also use the private facilities. No rush.
Once back on the coach, she was allocated a front seat to the left and behind of the driver. He was in his forties and made for a smooth ride. She dozed. There was another ‘rest break’ en route, but she didn’t have to change coaches again, so stayed where she was. Not far to go now, only another three hours.
Nothing was familiar, and the landscape mainly open fields either side of the road. It made a pleasant change from the built up estates of home. Even travelling into a town was through a concrete jungle and she watched in fascination birds of prey hovering in the skies, pheasant and rabbits along the roadside, and was saddened at the occasional sight of a dead badger or fox.
As they pulled into the terminal, she saw her daughter waiting for her. She was still the same, with a ready smile and a hug as she got off, the driver going to retrieve her luggage from the hold.
She was here for a month, longer if she wanted, there was no time limit. She knew that tonight she would have the best night’s sleep she’d had for months, and she could not honestly say it was down to the long journey.