That little saying was some thing my grandmother would say at the end of every event. It might’ve been a Church service, dinner at a restaurant, the end of a family reunion or a vacation. Home again home again riggedty jig was a catchall phrase, said at the end, of any event, and before the drive home.

I found myself saying it at 7:45 AM Saturday morning as we pulled away from our little cabin in the mountains, and began the long journey home.

Saturday’s drive was a grueling 91/2 hour journey through driving rain in Virginia.

It looks lovely here. And it was when the rain came. It came hard and fast. Even so, we plowed our way through it and made it to Gettysburg in time for a delicious Italian dinner at La Bella Italia

On Sunday morning we were up and out of our hotel in Gettysburg by 8 AM. After breakfast at Perkins, we spent a few hours touring Gettysburg national battlefield.

I will share more on that later. We were on the road by 11:30 AM and home by. 7:30 PM. It was a very relaxing and wonderful break away.

Now we are home at the vicarage. The car goes in for tuneup next week. Brenda’s off visiting a friend tonight and I am back at ministry. I had Bible study this morning with my DLT group and I am doing a worship session at TWR This evening. Today has been all about unpacking and getting myself organized for the work at home and avoiding the driving range here at the Vicarage.

Tell me a bit about your most recent vacation.