I have some money. I have some leave. I am no longer circling my life around another being. So, what to do?
Fly to Thailand and hang out with Ramon?
Sail from Mozambique to Madagascar with crazy cousin?
Wait until M is ensconced in Malaysia and visit Kuala Lumpur?
Do a little European tour and take in the cultcha?
What to do, what to do?*
On a travel note, tomorrow I go to London for two weeks. Mostly work, but some play. Mostly looking forward to a Chopin recital a colleague is taking me to. I heart Chopin.
And boots. I heart boots. There WILL be boot buying.
* there was a plan to visit Dais and Myra on their annual jaunt, but the fekkin’ world cup seems to be giving airlines licence to rip folks off. *sigh*