Bonjourno gin joint lovers and indifferent alike! Welcome back to the ever-entertaining Marg read-it-and-weep (out of joy, terror or jealousy, take your pick) traveling updates and pics feed . I'm sitting in the international United terminal of O'Hare airport, gawking at the masses of people trying to fly standby due to the fire in Aurora on Friday. I myself was bumped 5 hours and rerouted to Frankfurt before landing in Athens, but I don't mind much. The proverbial flow, I go with.
I feel right now exactly as I have every time I leave the country for Europe, when I was 15, 21, 24 and now 27. I am ecstatic, excited, chill and ready. There are things out there in the world for me to do, and I'm doing them. This is, as they say, living your life on your own terms. And it RULES. If I had a nickel for everyone who has told me "I wish I could do that!", I would have... some annoying amount of nickels. Point being, I want to go to Israel and Greece and Italy. So here I am. It's actually kinda easy. Nonetheless, I am 15 again, blind and excited at what the next few days will bring me. Hopefully a ton of food (omg PIZZA AND TIRAMISU, OMG). But for now I have a long flight of killer airplane food and random movies waiting for me, including the brilliant flick in which Tom Hanks runs amok in Rome with Ewan McGregor. So. Appropriate. Stay tuned for sporadic random posts and pics to let you I'm alive and happy!
All my love and la joie de vie,
M
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