The trip was awesome. What trip do you ask? I got back only in the beginning of this week after a vacation that lasted almost a month. And it was, in very unintellectual terms, "kickass".
I don't want to delve into details now because I hope to put up my travel notes online, a resolution I declare in public so that my butt feels too guilty to just sit around doing nothing. Speaking of travel notes, I shall also strive to put up my European vacation entries, something I am quite proud of. They are long overdue, but I did misplace that beautiful diary, which remained lost for a considerable amount of time, but I have found it, and I solemnly promise to hope to be optimistic enough that I will not lose interest like I did with my Bharatnatyam classes, yoga, and the violin, and will put it up.
Otherwise this week has been a mishmash of warm days on the beach playing football, plenty of movies I've forced friends to watch twice, bowling, go karting and pool. Obviously, I now request those with a benevolent heart to hand out money for...well...poor little me, and I'm being completely literal.
I have read quite a few good books this summer. "Ignorance" by Milan Kundera, "Dispatches from the edge" by Anderson Cooper, "The bookseller of Kabul" by Asne Seierstad, and almost but not quite "Longitudes and attitudes" by Thomas Friedman. Am currently devouring "The kite runner" by Khaled Hosseini. Very excited about my gift vouchers from Landmark!
I cant end this without mentioning the gorgeous weather, and even if you feel inclined to disagree thanks to your undoubted pigheadedness, I'm quite positive it is due to my arrival.
The Gods are not crazy.
