December 4, 2010. Nuevo Vallarta, Mexico. Home.

It was a festive departure from Bethesda, being taken out to dinner with Sarah and Andy at Kenwood. Then it was home for a short night's sleep before leaving the apartment at four for the airport. Our flight was six o'clock. Our preference is always to leave on an early flight, so when things go wrong, options open out before you the rest of the day, but it does mean a short night of sleep.

We moved to Bethesda in 1970, expecting to be there for two years. We have been there for forty. By the time we return to Bethesda March 5, our belongings in the apartment will have been moved to the farm, so we no longer will live in Montgomery County. Both of us are ready to launch our new life, but I leave with mixed feelings, leaving my friends behind to fend for themselves. Fortunately, I believe that when one door closes, two other doors open up, and as I have great confidence in their ability, I will rest easy. It was a great run, living in Bethesda, now we have left it behind.

Coming back here is always a surprise. It is so beautiful. And the working people are delighted to see us, hugging us and calling our names when we get out of the taxi. It seems like coming home!!