Summer is upon me, which means summer work hours are going to cut out the possibility of escape. I'm sad about it, because there are so many places I want to go, both as an accessory to another person's adventure and the sole explorer of my own: 




-minnesota, for a week-long canoe trip in august, with chris


-maine, for a cabin retreat with john & his friends


-maine, for myself, by myself


-nyc, for marta's reading, and to see chris/genevieve/all of the other people i know living there


-montana, for myself, by myself, because i just want to.


-montana, as a tag-along, if chris goes out to report a feature story there


-bellingham, WA, and Seattle, just for me. 


-toronto, just for me. 


-glasgow, just for me, and to ride in the glasgow-to-edinburgh bike ride in the fall.


-istanbul, again. for me. with chelsea. 


-chicago, for myself, and to visit family. 


-chicago, with john& his friends, for a cubs game. 


-pittsburgh & the surrounding middle of noplace, with whoever wanted to go, just because i like it.