First, I apologize for the radio silence.
Second, I may have some interesting news to share pretty soon.
Last week was absurdly intense—I went to France and back, on very short notice. Two nights in Europe, then home I went again. So long, au revoir!
On the way between X and Z, my company and I paused in Orléans for lunch and a quick stop by the Basilique Cathédrale Sainte-Croix d'Orléans. Voilà, a model of the impressive cathedral—inside the cathedral:
Yes, it was a job interview, and yes, I think it went quite well. I'm currently holding my breath, waiting for an offer...
In the meantime, other fun plans have emerged. It's only a week until I leave for Alaska, but I'm squeezing in yet another quick trip before I go: a visit with my boss and his wife at their cabin in the San Juan Islands.
Those of you who have been to Seattle probably remember the little sea planes that buzz like flies around Lake Union—coming and going, landing and taking off on the water. So, here's the million-dollar question: guess how I will get to the islands...? Very excited.
I'll leave town on Wednesday afternoon, spend two nights in their cabin, and then another colleague—who happens to be boating with his wife this week—will pick me up and bring me to mainland. After that, I have Saturday to do laundry, pack, and get my stuff together; Sunday, I'm off.
This summer is a record breaker in many ways.