Home Again

For a brief span of six days Laura and I lived in a different world. The world was much warmer than the one we currently live in. There was the laughter of little kids (and a little fighting from time to time as well). Each morning we only had to worry about which adventure our life was going to take that day. An African safari, surmount a mighty mountain, walk with dinosaurs, conquer a space trip to Mars or chat with a talking turtle. In that short week we visited Canada, England, France, Japan, China, Norway, and Mexico. We met, literally, tens of thousands of people, most of who were very nice. (Watch out for the New Yorkers). We ate crepes, strop waffles, tacos, brats, black forest chocolate cake and the best cheese cake ever.We watched the wonder of this new world through the eyes of a two, four, six and eight year old. (The two year old had much more fun playing with soda straws than all the other adventures around her.) But, time doesn’t stop for anyone, no matter how much fun you are having. On Saturday we boarded our flight back to reality and cold. (But sunny)Now it is hard to get back into the grind of editing, working, schooling and living. I find myself daydreaming of that week. As fun as it was, the best part, and the part that I miss the most, is being able to spend so much time with Laura. (I don’t know if she feels the same way… maybe she was glad to get back to work… but I miss that time together. Alice and me and our Bug Eyes....

The whole crew in front of where Vanessa used to work.

Laura and I and Everest

Alice and Jane

Canyon and Jed on the African Safari