Dude, I want to go somewhere. I love Brooklyn, and I love being a home body and all that jazz, and getting my life in order, and blah blah blah, but I really want to do a little traveling, ya'all.
I keep interviewing all these graduate students who either just got back from Europe, are leaving tomorrow for Tokyo, or are about to embark on a three week vacay to Bangladesh.
Me? Not so much. Don't get me wrong, I'm super stolked to see my familials in just shy of a week here. I can't wait to chill out and play with the niece and nephew and chat it up with my sisters and folkses.
But I'd really be stolked to be planning a trip somewhere far far away where the cuisine is strange, the language is not english, and it's just me and babe against the world. Babe! Let's go!