Long Time, No … Excuse Me, Gotta Run
Sorry I haven’t blogged recently, been busy with unpleasant matters. When last I wrote my brother was in town and we were having fun. That continued. Then Monday, the day he was leaving, I confirmed that I did indeed have the cold I thought I felt coming on on Sunday. Got Rick on the bus out of town then settled in to a nice seasonal (mid-Autumn here, remember?) cold. Tuesday night the fun really began. We don’t know the exact culprit, except that it wasn’t the restaurant food that apparently took Rick down on his way out of the country. But Cecile and I both had some version of food poisoning that had us down for the count Wednesday and mostly Thursday (today) as well. If you’re wondering, I don’t recommend combining the two illnesses, there’s no real tradeoff there.
I’m Not Saying There’s A Connection, But I’m Not Saying There’s Not A Connection
Somewhere in the fog of illness that was yesterday Cecile and I discussed travel arrangements, as in maybe Joel and I should leave early. At this point, there’s not much for Joel here; the excitement has worn off, he misses his friends despite the occasional Skype/FaceTime call, and outside of school, he’s had no time with kids his own age. When we suggested this possibility to him he tried to keep a straight face, but couldn’t; it might have been the biggest smile we’ve seen since we’ve been here (aside from when relatives visited, anyway) and we think he may have even gotten a little weepy with happiness.
So this afternoon Cecile was able to get it together long enough to go down to the LAN office and change our tickets; we leave late next Wednesday, back home Thursday afternoon. It’s already weird thinking about not being here and being there. And while it will suck being away from Cecile for so long, that was going to happen anyway, and she’s planning on leaving early too, so the separation will probably be about the same amount of time.
Whatever you do, make sure you save some warm weather for us.