“Well, what do I know…?” Mothergrumbled.
“Oh, I brought you some travel books on Greece,” Adam said, reaching into his bag and pulling out two books. “I thought you might like to read them before we plan ouritinerary.”
Diana spoke up, “Can we not just—go? Why do we have to plan everything? It leaves out the joys ofspontaneity.”
“But then we might miss a boat or not find room in a hotel. That would bedisastrous.”
“Would it Adam? Really? Half the fun of traveling is the thrill of discovery. If everything is all planned out in advance there is no adventure, only the checking off of another destination on thelist.”
Adam frowned as Mother poured thetea.
“Listen to you two, already squabbling as though you have been married half yourlives.”
Diana turned to Adam. “So sorry, I shall read your books and then we can plan our trip together. How does thatsound?”
Adam smiled. “Verysensible.”
