Anyway, that's not the real story. The real story is that while I was not lucky enough to enjoy a Royal encounter myself, my husband was. It happened yesterday at the airport in Calgary. While he was there he got wind that the Royals would soon be landing after their private day spent in the mountains. With some stealthy maneuvering (how he got past security will not be revealed here) he was able to position himself in the same area as the news reporters and cameras. From there he had the perfect view of Will and Kate as their helicopter landed and they set about their meet-and-greets with the various dignitaries who were on hand. Like everyone else my dear husband was watching with intrigue mixed with apprehension wondering if Kate's lightweight yellow skirt would be swept by the wind and reveal her Royal undies.
Then, as their limo turned to whisk them away to their next Royal engagement it happened. In a short, yet meaningful moment my husband caught Kate's eye through the window of the limo and gave her a smile and a wave, which was then returned by Her Royal Highness. Sigh. At least I can live vicariously through him!
|There she is, sending her beautiful smile and a wave to my dear husband.|