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I’m sick.

I mean physically (though everything else is up for debate).

I spent the weekend in Los Angeles, visiting my wee little nephew, who is, for those of you playing along at home, the cutest person on the face of the planet (even though he screams like an 1800′s dental patient whenever one of his parents leaves the room).

Here he is eating a paper towel after he refused his lunch.

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I arrived late on Thursday, and woke up on Friday morning with a wicked cold. I likely passed it on to my brother, his wife, and their child, which would mark the first time ever that a childless aunt was the one to make a child and its parents sick. I’m somewhat ashamed of this.

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I thought that I would really, really like Les Champs Elysées.

I mean, it’s a street chock-full of shops, and it has a song written about it, which is all about falling in love and making out as you stroll down the avenue.

If life has taught me anything, it’s this: if something has its own theme song, it’s going to be awesome (for those needing more proof, please see Kit Kat bars and Sunday Night Football).

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Look! It’s the Arc de Triomphe! … Wait … no.

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If you do a modicum of searching online, you’ll find a wealth of information about the Eiffel Tower. How it was designed by Gustav Eiffel, and built by his construction firm, for the 1889 World’s Fair. How it indirectly led to the building of the first Ferris Wheel, because when the Chicago World’s Fair rolled around a few years later, they needed something to compete with the Parisians. You may read about how the tower is still, to this day, the tallest building in Paris (at a rather modest 1063 feet), in part because city building codes have prevented the construction of anything taller.

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It’s painful to admit this, but Paris (and the ensuing trip to Munich) was difficult for us. Or rather, it was difficult for me, and I made it difficult for Rand. (Which was totally unfair, I know. I intend to elaborate on what the heck was up in a later post. Maybe.)

I was in a funk.

Some days were better than others. And some mornings were particularly good. Like the one we spent in a small cafe not far from our hotel.

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Rand and I went to Miami and Boston for a few days last month. Rather than lug my camera, I decided to just take photos on my cell phone. I’m not entirely sure if I’m pleased with the results. I suspect that I won’t leave my Canon at home again.

Real and faux Art Deco buildings along Miami Beach.

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I moved to Central Florida in the middle of second grade. It would be another several years before I’d visit the southern end of the state, but I remember my first visit there clearly: the boardwalk in Miami, the white sand, an ocean the color of that kids’ gel toothpaste my mother refused to buy us on grounds that it was too expensive.

I remember thinking that it was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever seen. Of course, at the time I’d only been on the planet for a decade or so, and I hadn’t really seen that many places. It’s not like I had a lot to choose from.

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I recently saw a movie on the flight back from Paris called Beginners. I really loved the style of the film, which played out in a series of flashbacks. You can see what I mean in the movie trailer. I decided to emulate it in this post. It gets a little weird. I promise: tomorrow I’ll go back to being normal. Or, more accurately, I’ll go back to being the same abnormal that you’ve grown accustomed to.

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This is 2008. We are in Sydney.

This is what Rand and I look like.

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Observation: being jet lagged isn’t that radically different from being drunk. Your short term memory suffers, you find yourself in dire need of a sandwich and a shower (and briefly consider how you might tackle both simultaneously), and you litter your home with random articles of clothing.

Behold:

Note to self: next time you decide to post photos of your undergarments to the your blog, consider picking a slightly prettier pair.

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Hi, everyone! Remember me?

I know, I know. I inadvertently took a week off of blogging. I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to. After France we headed to Germany and … well, have you ever tried to get internet access in rural Bavaria? It’s impossible. On the plus side, it’s very easy to get good pretzels and sausages. And now, the night before our flight, we find ourselves in an airport hotel in Munich and I finally, FINALLY have access to my poor neglected blog.

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