Odd that my grandparents got married on July 2nd. Opposite of independence day, wouldn’t you say?
Nevertheless, July the 4th is always a day for celebration in our household, mostly because we celebrate food. This year, however, I will not be celebrating with our normal trip to the lake (that’s Lake Tahoe), but instead the fiance and I will be sleeping, hopefully through the fireworks, so we can be ready for our 5:50 AM flight OUTTA HERE. Basque Country, here we come!
So, to honor our country’s independence, we are going to go someplace else and celebrate the fact that I CAN leave and come home. A few years ago, returning from a different European vacation, I saw the American flag and was overwhelmed with a sense of “home.”