Monthly Archives: July 2012

Sometimes it’s only later that you realize you kicked fate in the shin bone.

I'm so excited about the luck I've had lately with weekends out of town. A couple of weekends back, I went to Wilmington for the first time: it's one of the friendliest, prettiest, most comfortable little cities I've been to here in the States. This coming weekend, I'll be visiting my little brother in Philly. Cheesesteaks, Philly Museum of Art, and blessedly cooler temperatures here I come! I'm so thankful every time I get to see a little more of the US. You would think it'd be easy to get out in your own back yard, but whenever I try to plan anything, there's always one complication or another. We are all so awfully busy, for one thing. It makes me extra-happy when things do work out.

Well. I got as far as Atlanta over the course of 12 hours. Then I came home. AirTran, you are a disaster. I'd love my luggage back. Kthxbye.

NOTHING ELSE GOOD IS GOING TO HAPPEN THIS YEAR. DO YOU HEAR THAT, UNIVERSE? NOTHING GOOD.

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I'm so excited about the luck I've had lately with weekends out of town. A couple of weekends back, I went to Wilmington for the first time: it's one of the friendliest, prettiest, most comfortable little cities I've been to here in the States. This coming weekend, I'll be visiting my little brother in Philly. Cheesesteaks, Philly Museum of Art, and blessedly cooler temperatures here I come! I'm so thankful every time I get to see a little more of the US. You would think it'd be easy to get out in your own back yard, but whenever I try to plan anything, there's always one complication or another. We are all so awfully busy, for one thing. It makes me extra-happy when things do work out.

Mantra for the weekend: I WILL remember to pack a camera. I WILL.

Book for the weekend: The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis

Book for reading in the middle of the night if I can't sleep: Mort (by Terry Pratchett) 

Blog to inspire the most travel fantasies: http://www.exploredreamdiscoverblog.com/

Friday Love

This is for all of you who don't have a large dog who is occasionally willing to be held like a big, stupid baby. Wook at da baby!

Babby

For some reason, she refuses to wear bikini bottoms in real life. Idiot. It's such an improvement.

Literary Traveler: Portugal

Lately I've been doing a lot of armchair travelling, which is when you buy guidebooks for places, and think about going there, and then look at pictures of said places on random blogs and pretty much just delight in the possibilities. Portugal is one of the places I'd like to go, so I thought it would be fun to make a little reading list featuring some essential Portuguese writers…

Fernando Pessoa's The Book of Disquiet

Jose Saramago's Baltasar and Blimunda or The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis (Actually set in 20th century Lisbon.)

José Maria de Eça de Queirós's The Maias

Antonio Lobo Antunes's Fado Alexandrino (Amazon tells me that people who bought it also bought Satantango, so… I mean, just consider yourself warned or something.)

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Bootcamp is killing me, guys. I did 60 push-ups today.

Face

Yes, I made that in paint. I know I'm a genius; stop mentioning it. Honestly, you're embarrassing me.