A special day
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Yesterday, I went the 280 miles to Kyoto to meet our two-week-old grandson for the first time. I went with my daughter. DH wants to go when everyone’s more rested and used to things.
DD and I originally planned to go by plane because a perk of her job is that we can go free on standby. It’s a popular route and we might have had to fly hours apart, so we went by “bullet train” instead, which is two hours and fifteen minutes.
We went to our son and DIL’s apartment. I didn’t remember how tiny newborns are. Even when I wasn’t holding him, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. An emotional time, but I didn’t want to overburden my DIL, so we stayed just an hour.
DS took us out to lunch and after that, DD and I went to visit a huge castle which was the palace of the “Shoguns” until 1868. It was impressive and the gardens were beautiful, but it was pouring with rain and a very long walk to the exit. It seemed never ending, like a maze.
There was a hotel across the road from the palace where we had a coffee. DS sent the pictures he’d taken of us to my iPad and we looked at them in the hotel.
We found out that there was a shuttle bus back to Kyoto Station - very lucky. I got back home about 9:30. DH wanted to know everything about the visit in detail. I know he’s very happy to be a grandfather too. I hope he’ll meet his grandson soon.
Now I really feel I have a grandchild and I’m a grandmother.