but one swallow makes no summer
I have not blogged in like, ages...
Today Ben went up 3333 steps (I bade him farewell at 2300ish).
And!
I did the voice recording for the welcome sign at the base of this grand and painful cultural monument. It was totally in place and we pressed this button whereafter my grand and painful voice came sprawling out of a big granite block, much to the neglect of passersby (whom knew neither of me nor of my grand and painful vocals).
Now, we are on the welcome back tour in super-slow-mo. Just got plane tix, just reserved all the ish for our last trip, and of course, every day there seems to be less and less moo lah left for all those silly sinful necessities, like a car and health insurance.
Just goes to show ya, living in the most expensive country in the world can get a bit... expensive, yes... But, riddle me this, who will be there to welcome us when the Jenny and the Benny return!?!?