Just a quick check in today, to fill you in on the (very
little) you’ve missed…
B City was Andrea’s last stop in Hungary – after that she gathered her bags and caught a cab to the airport (her flight was around 6am…ugh). The past couple of days haven’t been terribly exciting, I’m sorry to report. We’re in the customary post-festival recovery slump. I finally procured one of the famous chicken sandwiches, which was just as delicious as always, and paid second visits to Kiado and Instant. Other than that, it’s just been work, reading (finished the John Irving novel, started in on Jeffrey Eugenides’ first book), and recuperating.
Yep, reuperating. I’m sick. And so is Jon. And so is Andrea. Personally I think it’s a sign of a weekend well spent! And also a sign that I’m getting old (although if I feel old, I can’t imagine what Jon and Andrea must feel like...). Apparently I can now only stay up to see the sun rise for so many days in a row before my body breaks down and refuses to work anymore. Sigh. It was a great weekend, but I’m paying for its greatness with a sore throat, the sniffles, and an insane amount of snot…
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