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Twisting the Knife

Just got off the phone with my mum. We were talking about a few different things (current projected close date on the restaraunt: January 15th) and out of the blue my mum said "So do you want me to buy you a plane ticket for Christmas? I mean, you must be upset that you're not travelling this winter, so I thought maybe instead of coming here you might want to go visit your friends in Moscow."

The searing chest pain warred with my desire to scream "Yes please!" at the top of my lungs.

It's not really a Lena thing, this. Time has put a big enough cap on that that it's mostly bittersweet memory and nostaligia, at least from this distance, and if there's a pair of thing's I've grown really comfortable with over the past few years it's bittersweet memory and nostalgia.

No, this is more about travelling in general. I keep having moments, little flashes, where I think about something foreign. The exact blending of scents on the street triggers a memory of St. Petersburg, a passage in a paper reminds me of something I drank in Moscow, the view out a classroom window strikes me as, strangely, belonging in Budapest.

So I miss travel. Big shock there. I'll get back to it soon enough, in a year or so. But meantime I just figured everyone should know.

Comments (5)

gus:

one of this days you must travel to mexico i tell you :)

Rich Z:

Hey Jay. Your dad is selling the restaurant?

Brian:

J - We could always use an extra set of hands to come to China with us around December 29th through January 14th.

Jason:

Gus - And I keep telling you I'd love to! Just wait for me to get time and money. Or create a situation that I can't not be there for. Your wedding, perhaps?

Rich - Yup. Bank made him an offer he couldn't refuse and he's been trying to slow down recently, anyway, so it worked out well.

Brian - A trip to China would be tremendously cool, but I've got classes then. Also, "extra set of hands" might mean "use those hands of yours to change the baby's diaper." I'll gladly shower your child with gifts and affection, but changing the diaper is not going to happen. Enjoy, though.

Brian:

Diaper change? Nah...that's not for you to do. We'll always appreciate the gifts and affection. And you know I would always love your company.

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