...I'm going to Europe!
Because it's summer, yes, but why specifically? Have I tripped over a heretofore secret trust fund that lets kids like me dick around in Europe for months at a time? Has my country finally gotten sick of me and given me the boot? Is it for the wine? The cheese? Am I blue from spending my prime romantic years surrounded by hot but gay men in New York, and want to try spending them with hotter, gayer ones across the pond?
Who Knows! (I know.)
Watch this space for details. I will not, I'm sure, have anything more important to do on tomorrow's nine-hour flight.
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