J and I are having the BEST TIME in Old Town Alexandria. Just the best. We did the bare minimum of planning for this trip—all we reserved in advance were train, hotel, and Friday dinner, plus we spent maybe half an hour poking around Google Maps and pinning things that looked interesting—and it's working out perfectly.
We're delighting in being a middle-aged tourist couple, to the point of parody: for the trip down, he wore a windbreaker, I wore a cardigan, and we took turns wheeling our new 360-degree spinner suitcase. Then we spent the train ride reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up
. We find ourselves very entertaining.( Friday )( Saturday )
Tomorrow we plan to get up and out well before the noon checkout time, leave our bags with the hotel clerk, and go back to the waterfront so J can go shoe shopping. "I haven't bought anything for me," he pointed out. If I can get souvenir earrings**, he can get souvenir shoes. ** Or, as X would say, souvenirrings.
I can't believe this is our first just-us touristy trip since we went to London and Paris in 2012. What a busy seven years it's been! It's wonderful to be getting back in the habit of anniversary travel. We are so good together and patient with each other's foibles and extremely compatible in our choices of where to go and what to do and how to balance planning and spontaneity. And when I sit in a somewhat ludicrous restaurant and smile pleasantly and say "Well, the placemats are lovely", J knows just how loudly to giggle.
Together 17 years, married 13 years, and I still get bluebirds tweeting around my head when I look at him. I am very lucky and have made some very good choices.