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May 05, 2005
To France or Not to France?
The highly idealized Plan A was hatched several months ago: spend the summer in the South of France with Eliot, staying with Jen & Didier in their farmhouse, ride bikes nowhere in particular, swim in the river, meet local winemakers and potters, get sunburned, plant vegetables…
A would-be affair (for some reason a long trip overseas with the high school sweetheart wasn’t going over well?) and an oddly practical desire to secure a post-graduation job before vacationing put that plan on hold. Plan B oh-so-briefly involved Australia and no exes; the affair fizzled, the internship turned into a job, and a two-week version of Plan A (Plan C) was back in effect.
That is, until I started flight shopping. Egads! Procrastination is rarely your friend when it comes to plane tickets. This morning’s options: pay an arm and a leg for a normal flight, or burn 80,000 frequent flier miles to fly SFO to Chicago to Washington to Brussels… insert long pause for a seven hour layover… to Frankfurt to Toulouse. Then the train to Carcassonne. Very funny.
Plan D? Now accepting suggestions. Top of the list: another Northwest Adventure to see the bro and “his” whales (he took this photo), zoom around on government boats, eat salmon, veg out on Salt Spring Island, possibly visit Mahea on Cortes Island. Or ???
Posted by Elizabeth at May 5, 2005 07:17 PM