When did people stop dressing for travel?
I have to admit, gentle readers, that even I won't be donning a cloche and kicky traveling stole for the next leg of our seemingly endless journey, which today takes Mr. Muscato and me from glamourous Boston to exotic Amsterdam, where we will indulge in many of the local vices.
By which, of course, I mean tulip speculation and brisk walks along the canals.
Sure I do.
OK. Now I am jealous.
ReplyDeleteWhat people wear on airplanes is disgusting. I understand that you want to be comfortable, particularly on an overseas flight, but do you *really* need to be in your pajamas in public?
ReplyDeleteHave fun sniffing the, ah, tulips!
Once again, bon voyage. Enjoy your brisk walks, but don't fall in the canals.
ReplyDelete"Tulip speculation"
ReplyDeleteAs in: "Don't you think that ruffled orange and yellow one there is a bit, well, you know...?"?
In any event, enjoy!
Charlotte, try to remember, we're hardly commercial travelers!
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