...and leave your children in the care of an opthalmologist.
...and neglect your garden.Eric had a conference in Rome a few weeks ago, and since it was our tenth anniversary I decided to go along. It was lovely. Eric lost his phone (which was doubling as our camera) to either a pickpocket or the back seat of a cab, I'm not sure which, and so we have no photographic evidence. But we did go- really! And it was lovely! Basically, we ate amazing food, saw amazing art, met amazing people and Eric unwittingly joined in a gay pride demonstration. Standard stuff, pretty much.
I think I've discovered, or maybe confirmed something about myself, though. I'm not a traveler. I don't like physical discomfort of any kind, be it lack of sleep, dry eyes, stiff legs or an empty belly. If I'm uncomfortable, I'm unhappy and there's just a certain amount if discomfort inherent in traveling. And boy do I hate power-trippy airline employees.
When we came home, we spent an absolutely insane week working to get our house ready to go on the market and now that that's been done, we're enjoying a few days of respite while Eric's Brazilian friend, David, is in town.
THIS, I like. I like that when he walked into our house he touched the walls and asked what they were made of (apparently there's not a lot of drywall in Brazil). I like that while I was making dinner last night he was outside taking pictures of our neighborhood because he thinks it's so beautiful. I liked hearing Brigham ask, in a slow, deliberate voice: "WHERE WERE YOU BORN?" and when it was clear that this had not been understood: "WHERE DID YOU COME OUT OF YOUR MOM'S TUMMY?"
I like hearing about Brazil, where a nanny is called a "baba" and makes in a day what I would pay a 14-year-old to watch my kids for one hour. And where they eat dinner at 10 o'clock at night. And where it's normal to shower 3 times a day. I like our new Havaianas. I like listening to Eric speak Portuguese- my favorite language.
So I guess I'm not a total provincial American boob. I do like other cultures, I just like learning about them in the comfort of my own living room. Maybe I won't show my kids the world, but I think I see exchange students in our future....
5 comments:
what is up with the power-trippy airline employees?? seriously...glad you got to go to Rome...for the 10 year, we are doing France and Italy and I can hardly wait in September :)
I can't believe you posted the picture of the eye - - - do you know how much I tried NOT to look at that thing all week, to Brigham's tantalizing, "Hey, Lindsay, I found something awesome, you should take a look!"
Wow! How fun! Happy 10th, by the way. And good luck with the market. I love the eyeball pic, truly. But it's nauseating to be pregnant and married to someone doing an ER rotation.
That is totally stinky that you don't have picture evidence of your awesome adventure, but I'm glad you had a good time, and a great "10" story to tell. Enjoy Brazil while part of it is here!
Oh, Miss Katie, how I love you. Thank you for expressing my exact thoughts on travel way better than I've ever even thought it. And Brigham is a crack up.
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