The beginning of the goodbyes

Today we went to Wilmot Creek for my grandmother's birthday ( I think she said she was turning 76). It was also the last time we will see them before we leave for Thailand on Tuesday. Uncle Bruno is still convinced that we're going to Taiwan! I'm not sure if it's bad memory or if he's just messing with us - knowing Bruno it is probably the latter. Oma is still a bit apprehensive about the whole thing. Thailand isn't exactly on her list of places she wants to visit so she doesn't understand why we want to go. I guess I can't blame her, but I love that she cares so much.