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I got some whiffs of Hannah's smell this morning while I was walking by Rockefeller. I miss her. It reminded me of comfort, and being with the people that love you and give you hugs.
So we were in Missoula on Thursday and Friday. Then driving and in Great Falls (aka the boonies outside of Great Falls) for most of Saturday for Peter & Emily's wedding, which was wonderful. I'm really glad we made it out for the wedding. It was a very cool time, and wonderful to be part of. I do wish the trip had been just a touch longer. Dru and I got to do a lot of digesting and reminiscing and talking about our previous Montana experience, which was good. But I just wish we'd had like, one more day. Maybe even two. When you leave a place and aren't hungry for the city yet, going back and (especially) returning to work feels like the ultimate drag. Like when we visited family in Washington, we had that nice long week and by the end of it were ready to go back home, to be by ourselves, etc. I wasn't quite there yet with our Montana trip. It was probably exacerbated by the fact that I was pretty darn tired from like, Friday afternoon until we got home on Sunday night. Restful, this trip was not. I do think I'll get that sense of "that was nice" off the end of the Geneva stay (I hope). But Montana left me a little drained. I wonder if it would've helped to work out on Friday or Saturday. Hmm. Cuz I was feeling pretty energetic and healthy before we left. I suppose eating like, any fruits or vegetables probably would've helped. Ah well. C'est la vie.
Accumulating nostalgia in New York
So we were in Missoula on Thursday and Friday. Then driving and in Great Falls (aka the boonies outside of Great Falls) for most of Saturday for Peter & Emily's wedding, which was wonderful. I'm really glad we made it out for the wedding. It was a very cool time, and wonderful to be part of. I do wish the trip had been just a touch longer. Dru and I got to do a lot of digesting and reminiscing and talking about our previous Montana experience, which was good. But I just wish we'd had like, one more day. Maybe even two. When you leave a place and aren't hungry for the city yet, going back and (especially) returning to work feels like the ultimate drag. Like when we visited family in Washington, we had that nice long week and by the end of it were ready to go back home, to be by ourselves, etc. I wasn't quite there yet with our Montana trip. It was probably exacerbated by the fact that I was pretty darn tired from like, Friday afternoon until we got home on Sunday night. Restful, this trip was not. I do think I'll get that sense of "that was nice" off the end of the Geneva stay (I hope). But Montana left me a little drained. I wonder if it would've helped to work out on Friday or Saturday. Hmm. Cuz I was feeling pretty energetic and healthy before we left. I suppose eating like, any fruits or vegetables probably would've helped. Ah well. C'est la vie.
Accumulating nostalgia in New York