I miss you already.
As you’re reading this, I’m in the process of flying home from what I suspect (this was written in advance) was a fabulous time in Eastern Europe.
Prague. Vienna. Budapest.
Oh, the travels! The sights! The people! The fun!
I can hardly wait to tell you all about it. But first, I have about a gazillion miles and hours of flights to get through.
In the meantime, think of ways for me to help convince my Hungarian pal Zsofi to move closer to me.
Canada is nice, don’tchya know? And, I’ve heard OK things about the United States…