In a few short hours when I am done with my shift at Ezra’s, Maren and Jeff and I are headed off to the great state of Oklahoma for Kyle’s high school graduation.
Since I was tired of planning trips due to the European Conquest, Maren was completely in charge of this one. I don’t know how far we are driving, what route we are taking or when exactly we are coming home. For someone who is usually in charge of things like this and prefers it that way, I must say that it’s finally starting to bug me that I don’t know these things nor did I have any say in them. Life is so hard when you like to be in charge…
In unrelated news, as I have been working on my final project for my class this week, I have had to type this name multiple times: Chiankornwanich. You try typing that in a hurry. I assure you, it was challenging. Sadly, Mr. Chiankornwanich wrote a pretty good research paper that I used more than once in my paper and thus I had to type his name way more than any person not related to him should have to.
Also, I’m still not done telling you about my trip. We still have Germany, Italy and Switzerland to cover which was the last 5 days of the trip. But instead of making it 5 separate blogs, I’m going to try to condense it down to 3 for your sake and my own.
Spoiler alert: in upcoming blogs about my trip you will hear about
1. camp swiss
2. wine and beer
3. a lady named paola
4. how we got lost in verona for 4 hours
5. the problems with our car
6. the hours and hours of train travel
7. the maze that is the zurich airport
8. the schizophrenic guy we sat next to
I know, with these and other stories in your future, you won’t be able to sleep from the anticipation of it all. (Is it just me or does it seem like I am advertising for my own blog? Certainly not what I meant to be doing. It was meant to be more like a “scenes from the next” type scenario that they give you at the end of an episode to tell you what’s happening the next week.)
So, I once again leave my tiny island home to embark on another trip. It’s all part of a month where I spend only 12 days in NYC and the rest out and about.
Confession: I’m leaving for Oklahoma today but I still haven’t unpacked the clothes that I wore on my Europe trip. Not only is the bag still packed, I haven’t even unzipped it. Yes, I know, it’s bad!
Finally, I’d like to say that I do know how scattered and random this particular blog post was and promise to be more coherent in the future. I seem to be very disoriented today. When I woke up to pee during the day yesterday, I turned off my alarm like I was going to get ready for the day even though I’d only been asleep for 2 hours and had a good 7 before I needed to be at work. Then when my alarm went off later, I got up thinking that I needed to take a shower when I had taken one before bed. Then when I was talking to Ezra’s sister last night she kept telling me she lived in house 7 and I kept telling her that she didn’t. And then later I realized that she does live in apartment #7 and I am a jackass. Is it possible to feel jetlagged 4 days after your flight instead of right after it? Something to ponder at the end of this maddening blog…good day.
