OK friends, it's getting down to the wire: I need to pick vacation dates like now and I really hate the idea of vacationing alone (what's the point?). So... tell me when you're coming to visit, and who you're bringing with, and where in Europe you want to meet me, and I'll be there. Pick a city, pick two cities. Or come to me and we can get a cheap package vacation to Croatia or Tunisia or Cyprus or someplace warm with beaches and baklava. Someplace old and dear, someplace new and exciting, I'm open to all.
Thanksgiving in Barcelona? New Year's in Prague? The Ides of March in Rome? (Christmas is probably too much to ask, but I'm here then too.)
Come on; you know you want to.
Monday, July 25, 2005
So now I'm begging
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Oh my gosh, "beaches and baklava"--stop, my heart is trying to answer the call.
It's so sad, I too have been trying to lure friends into travel and they all have this ridiculous excuse called "work" that they just keep throwing in my face.
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