Trier Bound

Well, K and I have enjoyed a glorious weekend, filled with friends, loads of babies, great music, each other, and one glass of wine. Despite wishes for the long weekend to stretch into oblivion, it seems that the morning has come where I am to ship myself (in the company of 120 kids) to Germany.

I am already missing K and our regular routine, but I think he will be able to suffer through the next four days without his Vegan CowGirl. My hopes are that I will have internet access at the home-away-from-home, but we will see what the accomodations offer. If not, I will look forward to getting home and sharing all my vegan-rific experiences in Germany. Rest assured - I have some stand-by vegan options already stowed away in my travel pack (apparently, the place we are staying 'can't accommodate vegans).

Of course the best part of the whole trip will be when I have to participate in the faculty drama that is a tradition on this trip. I just can't wait (can you see the sarcasm dripping off that last sentence?)

Roman Bridges (roads, building, walls, crappy dioramas) here I come!