Back from my LONG vacation in Seattle. I'll probably be writing about this vacation AT LENGTH next time, but before then I thought I'd post something here, in case readers of this blog were beginning to wonder whether or not I was still alive.
We left Seattle on August 27, and despite it being 3 PM, despite our flight being 10 hours long, we arrived in Japan (where we changed planes) almost the same time we started. Apparently this has something to do with the International Date Line, but I prefer to think that somewhere over the Pacific we crossed into a parallel universe. This parallel universe - to all intents and purposes identical to our own in almost every respect - is inhabited exclusively by people who love and adore me, so that I never need be sad, lonely, or angry again.
Anyway, after a lot of foolishness with buses, taxis, and other vehicles we pulled in front of my apartment building, where I was glad to finally empty all my luggage and take a long, well-deserved rest. The same day I had a meeting at work, which seemed very surreal due to an advanced case of jet lag.
All of which brings me to the present time, during which I sit here typing and drinking my terrible 7-11 coffee. I am glad to only have two classes today, and I am glad that it's Friday. If it was Monday, or if it was a day with more classes, I would be in trouble.
Hope you had a good summer, wherever you went and whatever you did.