i posted late yesterday, so if you didn’t get a chance to read my epic-length recounting of the adventure race, go back and read it. i posted the pictures that chris took; there was also an official race photographer, so i’ll post the pictures they took whenever they get around to putting them on their website.
yesterday i didn’t end up leaving work until 6, which i guess is good since it turns out i have to leave early this afternoon to help finalize plans for tomorrow’s world space week activities. lance bass is coming to houston as world space week spokesperson, and jen and i are his technical liaisons for his visit to a local high school tomorrow. this morning a woman won tickets on the radio to see him when he goes to the radio station on friday, and she called him her fantasy boyfriend. this woman is 48 years old.
yep. should be interesting, to say the least.
i’m still tired. but i am a little more excited about greece today, which is good. the thing is, in the past year, and especially in the past 6 months or so, i have really turned into a homebody. i know this sounds funny coming from a person who is constantly running off to rock climbing or a race or a movie or dinner or some other crazy activity, but it’s somehow true. as much as i like all the other things i do, i also really like just spending time with me, myself, and i in my little apartment.
i know. i contradict myself.
last night nick told me he hoped i got more into the trip, because greece is beautiful. this i knew. so i decided to picture myself sitting on some little restaurant terrace on the island of santorini in the sunshine, eating yummy mediterannean food (which i know i will enjoy, despite the fact that, as becca continuously laments, i don’t like olives and feta). and that sounds nice.
still not really pumped about the plane flight though. is it possible to get cabin fever on an airplane?