Oy, I haven't updated this in 3 weeks? Ouch, sorry guys. You know how it goes: life takes over, travels whisk me somewhere only to return me a jetlagged heap of tiredness, etc. SO, let's recap.
Two weeks ago I went back to Chicago for a wonderful week at home. It started off with Andersonville's Midsommarfest with Josh, a sort of chill Pre-Pride festival with bands and cute shops and Miller beer and lesbians. After that, a few days at the office to earn my keep. Although in that case it was also very nice because in Paris I tend to work (or at least be tethered to my BlackBerry) until midnight, since the US offices are active until then, whereas in the US, at 5PM I'm outta there! I also had a few beers with Scott and Ryan at the wonderful Castaways on North Avenue Beach and, as usual, we couldn't stop gawking at all the hot boys running or rollerblading along the lakefront. The second weekend was a nice bonus, as I was supposed to be on my way back to Paris, but an unscheduled meeting in Chicago on Monday had me change my flight.
Not too many photos from Chicago, but I couldn't not post the giant vagina-esque blow-up thingie...
The flight back to Paris was a bit rough, as I came in on Tuesday morning only to go straight to work. And since I just can't sleep on planes, t'was tough to stay awake, especially around that 3PM time... Good news was I didn't have any meetings or anything that really required brain power. But still, staying awake was kinda torture all day until I could finally, pretty much, pass out as soon as I had crawled home.
Last weekend was family time. On Saturday I went to the Champagne region to see my aunt and her husband. They bought an old water mill that's the coolest shit ever. The property spans several mini-islands created by the diversion canal that was built to get water to the mill. They are now responsible for all those valves and bridges and all sorts of fun things for an geek like me to play with. Best part is, the river there is the Seine, which is kinda fun in a dorky way - though obviously it's kinda small so far upstream from Paris. We also went out for a ride with my Aunt's husband's sporty car (375 h.p. compressor engine!) and drove way, wayyy too fast down small country roads. The kind of acceleration that makes the blood rush to your brain - awesome! On a thankfully unrelated note, I also took the opportunity to buy a couple of cases of Champagne, which is cheaper than water there...
Of course, this means I missed Saturday's Paris' Pride on top of missing Chicago's. Dammit! Pride in Chicago is so fun: drinking with your friends on the street, randomly running into dozens of people you know, getting sunburned, bar-hopping. Le Siiigh! I need to stop this transatlantic life BS.
Now I'am all caught up. I can resume normal activities, and so can you...
Two weeks ago I went back to Chicago for a wonderful week at home. It started off with Andersonville's Midsommarfest with Josh, a sort of chill Pre-Pride festival with bands and cute shops and Miller beer and lesbians. After that, a few days at the office to earn my keep. Although in that case it was also very nice because in Paris I tend to work (or at least be tethered to my BlackBerry) until midnight, since the US offices are active until then, whereas in the US, at 5PM I'm outta there! I also had a few beers with Scott and Ryan at the wonderful Castaways on North Avenue Beach and, as usual, we couldn't stop gawking at all the hot boys running or rollerblading along the lakefront. The second weekend was a nice bonus, as I was supposed to be on my way back to Paris, but an unscheduled meeting in Chicago on Monday had me change my flight.
Not too many photos from Chicago, but I couldn't not post the giant vagina-esque blow-up thingie...
The flight back to Paris was a bit rough, as I came in on Tuesday morning only to go straight to work. And since I just can't sleep on planes, t'was tough to stay awake, especially around that 3PM time... Good news was I didn't have any meetings or anything that really required brain power. But still, staying awake was kinda torture all day until I could finally, pretty much, pass out as soon as I had crawled home.
Last weekend was family time. On Saturday I went to the Champagne region to see my aunt and her husband. They bought an old water mill that's the coolest shit ever. The property spans several mini-islands created by the diversion canal that was built to get water to the mill. They are now responsible for all those valves and bridges and all sorts of fun things for an geek like me to play with. Best part is, the river there is the Seine, which is kinda fun in a dorky way - though obviously it's kinda small so far upstream from Paris. We also went out for a ride with my Aunt's husband's sporty car (375 h.p. compressor engine!) and drove way, wayyy too fast down small country roads. The kind of acceleration that makes the blood rush to your brain - awesome! On a thankfully unrelated note, I also took the opportunity to buy a couple of cases of Champagne, which is cheaper than water there...
Of course, this means I missed Saturday's Paris' Pride on top of missing Chicago's. Dammit! Pride in Chicago is so fun: drinking with your friends on the street, randomly running into dozens of people you know, getting sunburned, bar-hopping. Le Siiigh! I need to stop this transatlantic life BS.
Now I'am all caught up. I can resume normal activities, and so can you...
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