Wanderlust, Fernweh, Envie De Voyager, Deseo de Viajar, एक जेट प्लेन पर रवाना होना
29 days of vacation burning a hole in my pocket. Where to? Fridays. I generally love Fridays--what worker chained to work Monday-Friday doesn't love the end of the week? Truth be told, however, I cannot wait for this Friday to pass--the my last one before Abby comes home as a rising senior from MHC. I'm not sure if she is home all summer or for a brief amount of time--today is the day she will begin hearing back from museums she has applied to around the country with regard to paid summer internships. Summer is nearly upon us. I want to go somewhere, see things I haven't seen before. I am dreaming of Italy. Milan, Rome, Palermo. . . Or maybe just Parkland. I've always wanted to be on Cops. . .