Been feeling some wanderlust lately, so I was looking through some old traveling pictures. My work monitor is really dark so it looks like my shape is just cut out of the scene. It makes me think a few things:
* I'd be hard-pressed to think of a prettier place in the States than Big Sur.(although Ithaca and Vermont are two favorites)
* I've been incredibly, incredibly lucky to do as much traveling as I've done in the past two years. It's one of those things I never thought I could afford to do. I hope I continue to travel as much!
* Please oh please let it be jacket weather again soon.
On a completely unrelated note: Somehow I find parallels between the whole Gunter Grass being an SS officer thing and the Jon-Benet Ramsey killer being found. I guess the parallel is time, and how the truth does eventually surface. I think there is little on this earth more important than honesty. Better late than never, I guess.