I often find it difficult to sleep just before a trip. My brain spins with worries that I’ll forget something important.
I woke at 5 am and realised that I hadn’t checked our passports. Since I wasn’t going to sleep with that hanging over me, I got up and took them out.
Mine expires in 2011. Carlos’s expires in 2012. And Julio’s expired in November 2006.
I stared at it, willing it to change. Nope. It still said November 2006.
So I checked the internet. He can travel to both Eire and the UK on his Spanish ID card. I can’t, because mine’s only a foreigner’s residency card, but that’s OK because my British passport’s good for another 4 years.
Whew! I think I can sleep now.
