Work is kicking my tush right now, but it has been pointed out to me by my roommate that I haven't updated in a while(we have a long night ahead of us and are still in procrastination mode). I will write a long, wryly funny post full of observations and in-jokes later, but for now a short report.
Nothing too blogworthy over the week, but the weekend was the closest to paradise I've seen in a while. Take a deserted beach on the Kenyan coast, a super-eco-chic boutique hotel, a tree house for a hotel room, and a birthday cake for America and "Moet" on the fourth of July, and you don't need fireworks. Sun, sand, too many Ian Rankin novels, mojitos, and good friends - ideal!
And we almost missed our flight because we got stuck behind a donkey pulling logs. TIA.
Autumn in the Midwest
11 years ago
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