1.10.2005
ad britanniam
Well, the fun couldn't last forever - I'm headed back to the UK today. In fact, my plane leaves in 3.75 hours, which is why I'm even remotely awake ate 4:30 am. I went to sleep less than four hours ago and am attempting to convince myself that m having woken up early is not a vice but some sort of perverse virtue. Whatever, I just want to curl up back in bed...
So I think I'm overpacking a bit, but I don't really know how to remedy the situation: I've culled a few shirts, a pair of trousers, and socks and such, but there's just not enough room for everything. As a result, I'm going to be wearing a lot of layers as I get to the airport: heavy ones... This might get interesting.
Boston has been gorgeous: real snow, real Chinese food, the sights sounds and smells of home... I love it here. But as Diana tried to remind me this past week, Oxford is fun too. And it is: Oxford certainly has been a lot of fun. But when I get back, crew training starts (actually, they're already going at it as I type), and singing starts on Friday, and I'm playing in a gig, and meetings, and argh. So Oxford is fun. But lounging around the suburbs of Boston has been really nice.
So I think I'm overpacking a bit, but I don't really know how to remedy the situation: I've culled a few shirts, a pair of trousers, and socks and such, but there's just not enough room for everything. As a result, I'm going to be wearing a lot of layers as I get to the airport: heavy ones... This might get interesting.
Boston has been gorgeous: real snow, real Chinese food, the sights sounds and smells of home... I love it here. But as Diana tried to remind me this past week, Oxford is fun too. And it is: Oxford certainly has been a lot of fun. But when I get back, crew training starts (actually, they're already going at it as I type), and singing starts on Friday, and I'm playing in a gig, and meetings, and argh. So Oxford is fun. But lounging around the suburbs of Boston has been really nice.
