Ok, night before. we repacked, took a lot of stuff out as it won't be as cool as we feared. Cats are secure in the house, library books returned, perishable food distributed, emergency numbers handed out. Last minute calls to friends and family. Time to settle down and see the final Bollywood movie about the tragedy behind the Taj Mahal - his sweetheart died before she could live in it.
So this day was full of preparation, or not. Our God-daughter brought her daughter for breakfast, then Joseph went for a 5-mile walk with Ernesto, we rushed to the Met opera simulcast of Simon Boccanegra that lasted almost four hours. Then visited Zosia's mom. Then we wisely decided not to go to a play this evening, and decided to stay home and eat everything out of the fridge so it wouldn't go bad.
So tomorrow - Austin, Atlanta, Paris, New Delhi. Thanks, Joseph.
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You could have made time for that play, if you weren't such sedentary people. I'm exhausted from reading this already and you haven't even gotten there yet. In your honor, I've had chicken masala and shrimp curry for dinner for the last two nights. In Baltimore, we are digging out of 28" of snow with 6-8" more predicted for tomorrow night. I'd rather be trying to unlock the mysteries of sacred cows in Madras!
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