As usual, I am neglecting my blogging duties (to myself, really), and I haven’t really posted anything interesting for awhile. I am now sitting in the United Club at DIA, waiting for my flight back to Honolulu and I’m realizing that this blog of mine is dying a slow and lonely death. It needs reviving.
Side note: When I signed up for the elite United credit card and received two complimentary passes to the exclusive United Club area in the airport, I expected posh, sixties-style decor with mod waitresses in white thigh high boots, serving fancy food and giving foot massages. I’m not saying I’m disappointed with the quiet room and complimentary mini bagels, but I feel like this experience could be slightly improved with a little bit of Mad-Men-izing. Just saying.
Now, back to my ongoing struggle to document something interesting here.
I’ve spent the last week in Denver, sick and cold, but so happy to see family and friends. I’ve eaten at Watercourse (vegan eatery extraordinaire) and it’s sister establishment too many times, Indian food too many times, and food, in general, too many times, considering the customary tradition of only eating food three times per day. I’ve tried to catch up with everyone (although not enough), lasted longer than expected in two chess games with my dad, and eaten matzo ball soup made with vegan margarine and eggs from a happy chicken. I’ve been to Boulder and remembered why Colorado is amazing. I’ve ridden my bike in the snow and in the sun within 24 hours of each other. I’ve also been grocery shopping and remembered that juice and spices don’t cost $15 a bottle everywhere.
Now, I’m excited to get back to tropical paradise. I’m definitely hitting the beach tomorrow to warm up my bones and hopefully, I’ll be over this damn cold by Monday.
And I realize this is not terribly exciting but I’m just reminding the world that I’m still alive. Once again, I am making a serious attempt to write more when I get home…