we are returning from all ends of these lands orszagat, she noted heavily. our first weekend free and we have thus descended. croatia, krakow, ljubljana, belgrade, zagreb... cities foreign and still exotic in my mind now fill up my tentative weekend calendar.
ana, my adorable mexican-guatemalen roommate, has made it her personal business to visit the ukraine. 'they have the most unhappy people in the world,' she told me sadly, shaking her ringlet hair. it seems fitting to me that she knows this, for she is the singularly most smiley person i've ever met. her happiness is contagious, and i'm ever cheerful living with her.
all of us sharing the flat-- ana, christina, sam, and i-- are sitting in our living room scouring our travel books, a pasttime that will not get old so long as we have monday mornings to exchange our weekend tales with the whole EAP group. 'maybe i should take a preliminary trip to scope out the place,' she is reconsidering her previously proposed trip in november, 'before it gets so cold and i've no change of cheering them up... to see their comedy clubs and all...' her dimples come out full-form as she considers her charge.
'but snow flurries?! is that when it snows so hard you can't see your hands?' this time i laugh and calm her down, explaining 'blizzards' are the bad ones, but flurries are peaceful massages on the skin, quieting the city and its people.
these californians kill me with their thwarted sense of weather. you'd think we were going to antarctica with the amount of snow gear they brought and the fear to accompany it. my fellow wisconsonian and i laugh.
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