Small adventures: I don’t know what you’re doing for your North American National Holiday (July 1 or 4, depending), but I have vacation plans that will top them all: somehow, miraculously, I have convinced my dear Gentleman Caller that it is of Utmost Importance that we be in Roswell, New Mexico for the annual UFO Festival. We have reached a point where every second conversation we have is something like “Are you sure you aren’t just humoring me? I mean, we really don’t need to drive into the desert to hang out with a bunch of UFO crazies/purchase, cook, and serve an ostrich egg/sample every variety of donut in Seattle/start a 1930s dustbowl revival musical act/etc. if you don’t really want to. I can always do these exceptionally ridiculous things on my own,” and his answer, because he is exceptionally super-duper, is invariably something along the lines of “No, I think that’s a great idea,” and that is why I keep him.
Larger adventures: First of all, let’s let the cat out of the bag: I won’t be coming home to Canada this summer, which I feel kind of sad and guilty about, even though my mother keeps saying “why would you bother coming home? It doesn’t make sense for you to go out of your way to come home,” as though coming home is some kind of exceptionally taxing chore (it isn’t.) But I have a very good reason for not coming home! I am going to England for much longer than anticipated because I got a travel fellowship! So what this means is that I will be travelling in and around Liverpool for the first few weeks of August, and then meeting up with Gentleman Caller for a quick trip to a yet-to-be-determined locale (he will be on the continent because he is touring with the Bulgarian folk band that he plays in) and then I’ll be in London for the month of September! I am obviously fairly excited about all of this, and flights are booked, and an apartment in London has been secured, and I just need to piece together the rest of the trip, and move my stuff out of my apartment and into storage (sure to be a headache, but what can you do?) and get my British Library reader pass, and then I’ll be all set! I’ve never been to the UK before, so if anyone has any travel tips, I would appreciate them!
Consumerist adventures: I think I want these. I have been reading the Pamela Des Barres book which makes me covet some late-60′s-style summer shoes. Internet, what thinks you?
Also, I have pictures of Ostrich Egg Giant Breakfast! Soon! I promise!
I only say “yes” to the awesome ideas. It just happens that (so far at least) all of your ideas are awesome.
And besides, you agreed that it would be a good idea to have a musical saw and washtub bass in our 1930s dustbowl revival musical act. Are you sure you’re not just humoring *me*?
Guess what I just realized is almost exactly halfway between here and Roswell? Hint: it’s tall and made of cement, and rhymes with “migmam.”
http://www.galerie-kokopelli.com/wigwam/index.html