Just let things happen.

Usually, when we travel, my true love and I book accommodations ahead. By searching the Internet for nice looking bed and breakfast places. But on Sunday night, while traveling through the high mountains of Sardinia, we decided to stop early. Without a reservation. In the village of Desulo. It was getting dark. And foggy. So we stepped into a little pizza parlor. On the main street. And inquired. Whether anyone knew of a bed and breakfast in town. The properietor was very accommodating. Got on the phone. Got the lady that ran the Casetta Santa Ruge bed and breakfast to come over. To fetch us. Which was nice. After all this, we decided we'd book at the place. Even if we didn't quite fully like it. But it was nice. With a downstairs living room. Complete with fireplace. And a nice fire. Just what we needed. To take the chill out of our bones. Later that night, we walked back to the pizza parlor. And had pizzas. And I thought about how nice life is. That all it takes is to just let things happen. And enjoy it all. --Jim Broede