That’s right. I am writing this while standing up on a train hurtling toward Newark International Airport, where I will board a plane for Florida. Last night, I did not know I was going to be doing this. My partner had an unexpected three day weekend, his first in a year and a half. We decided to make the most of it.
Unfortunately, the weather where we are going is cold: currently 40 degrees. So we may be in coats and scarves the whole weekend. But we will be in coats and scarves next to the pool, damn it.
Tomorrow I will be writing as a temporary Floridian. That’s two unexpected visits to Florida in the last three months. My Florida batting average is good this year.
If you were to take a (feasible) impulse vacation, where would you go?
Chicago. Always Chicago. Though I have to plan a Boston getaway soon. I go where people I miss desperately live!