Travel Plans: Thailand

Oh. Em. Gee.

We booked our tickets last night, it's official. We're going to Thailand. For three weeks.

Actually, the trip will include Tokyo, Thailand, Cambodia, and Vietnam.

It hasn't quite hit me yet.

It will be the longest plane ride of my life, to date. 19 hours and 40 minutes. I'm looking into getting cryogenically frozen and thawed in Tokyo.

Color me ECSTATIC!!!

Monday: Wish I Were Here

St. Petersburg:

Ed's parents have Russian friends in town who are visiting the US for the first time. Yesterday, we had them over for a BBQ and were presented with our wedding present... our own set of Lomonsov tableware. I, true to form, burst into tears.

It's the closest I've ever been to St. Petersburg, the beautiful city where my love was born. I still can't believe that somehow, we were born half a world away, and yet ended up in each other's arms. Something about the impossible odds of something like that happening make me trust it even more.

So yes. St. Petersburg, I'll see you some day. Until then, pieces of you will lay on our table, we'll bring you out for special guests, holidays, Shabbat.

Nasdarovya.

Monday: Wish I Were Here

Honeymooning. Melissa and I were lamenting the fact that you only really get one honeymoon. One chance to travel, to kiss obnoxiously at every opportunity, order wine at dinner no matter what, and bat your eyelashes to get your way.

I think we should make the honeymoon happen at least every few years. Where would you go?

Well, Hello.

I'm back. After a brief hiatus.

I always get flaky in the summer. The sunshine makes me stoopid.

But, I'm back, though I have nothing important to say... just exceedingly happy at the moment. Spent the weekend in Ashland at the Shakespeare festival, and I'm all fired up to write. The drive was beautiful, I spent half of it with my feet kicked out the passenger side window, the other half tapping my palms on the steering wheel, singing along with Boston and my lover. Bliss.

Met my parents and brother and Meliss there. Spent entirely too much time eating and wine tasting. My vote for Edenvale: two thumbs up. Drove back home yesterday, stopped in Woodland for brunch with my two oldest girlfriends. Came home and did glamorous things like unpack and clean out the kitty box.

And then I ordered these two lovelies:

And that about sums it up. Catch you on the flip side.

Monday: Wish I Were Here

Barcelona!

Zac and Alex were just there for nine days, and their pictures look amazing. Sometimes I think I was meant to be Spanish, though I have no logical reason to think this, I just look at photos and drink Spanish wine and smell saffron and feel some connection I think can only be explained by the fact that I was obviously born there and by some cosmic error raised somewhere else and never yet returned to my homeland.

Monday: Wish I Were Here

Lake Tahoe:

It's drizzling, and I'm grading midterms, hot tea in one hand, bundled in a thick sweater and slipper socks, feeling ridiculous for May. I wish I were in Tahoe, either in front of a fireplace or chasing E down the mountain on my new board, snow flying behind me.

Somehow, rain can be so much drearier than snow. Especially in May.

Not sure how it works like that, but it does.

Me and E at Heavenly in December