*waves*
Well, I’m home again. Not particularly happy about it, but home. It was everything I could do not to stand up in the airport and scream, “I need a ride to New York!”
The trip went very well, and I have many funny stories and (hopefully) good photos to share. I’ll start writing up my reports later today, but the photos will, as always, take longer. I might have some of my photos up this weekend, but the bulk of them won’t be developed for a few weeks.
Some highlights include: Discovering a new young player in the grocery store, sniffing candy. Watching Feli (and possibly Rafa, we couldn’t be sure) practice while not wearing any underwear. Getting to see fun doubles teams like David/Tommy, Rafa/Feli, Marat/Mikhail and Nole/Nando play. Being present at Andy’s (and Juan Carlos’s) big comeback. Going through airport security with Juan Carlos.
There’s more, of course, but I can’t remember everything right now. (Besides, I’m at work, so I should be brief. More later.)