Vacation Note:
Paradise Lost
Well, connectivity anyway. The management is talking about moving us to another room, because all of a sudden none of the three machines that we’ve got with us can hold a connection — to the MiFi cards, either. (Which are blue — does that mean I’m roaming? Such an ignorant, I am.) With luck, we’ll find that it’s an atmospheric glitch. Ora pro nobis.
It’s still heavenly to be here. The air is soft and pleasant, slightly cool but very balmy. Everything is familiar, me especially: two waitresses and a sales clerk welcomed me back, very clearly remembering me, even though I haven’t been here in two years. I have never enjoyed unpacking quite so much!