Dylan — trust me when I say I’d heard about it. Not just from the friend who thoughtfully emailed me right away to let me know all was well, but from the college’s emergency notifications service, which ran up my international roaming bill by (a) calling me twice, (b) leaving me two voicemail messages, and (c) texting me twice. Plus sending a couple of emails, just in case. I now know, however, that I need to adjust my emergency notification settings.
David — you are a man after my own heart. This is roughly what we’ve been doing for the last two days, with the exception of the piece of paper and the inclusion of more wine.
And Meg — you do know how to rub it in. I’ve been trying to decide how I feel about the dollar’s… well, if not it’s exactly a recovery, at least it’s not dead yet. On the one hand, at least we got benefit of an improved exchange rate for our last purchases and meals and so forth. On the other hand, I begin to suspect the world economy of doing that little summer-travel-season trick that gas prices have long done.
In any case, I’ll be looking forward to seeing all of you, too — one of the best parts of heading home…