I haven’t posted anything recently, because I was insanely busy, didn’t read all that much and because I’ve been off on a well-deserved vacation for a bit.
I visited a friend in Washington DC, going back to the US for the first time in seventeen years. I had a fun week that included sake tasting, drinking beer on the porch, meeting up with old friends from Yerevan, shoe shopping, buying books, seeing the Armenian president on US TV, enjoying the diversity of the human race, a Burlesque show, a ton of museums, tens of miles of walking, Trivia on Tuesday and Wednesday nights, a missed opportunity to meet an old friend who I hadn’t seen in probably ten years (we didn’t find out we were in DC at the same time until he had already left), a visit to my favorite girl in town, a sun tan, and being blown away by Georgia O’Keeffe’s paintings (there’s a fantastic exhibition at the Phillips Collection until May 9. Highly recommended if you’re in the neighborhood).
And then the volcano erupted.
I was supposed to fly back last Friday, but instead I’m still in DC. I’m very happy that I don’t have to stay in a hotel or, worse, at the airport. So I’m trying to make the best of my extended vacation with a Major League Baseball game and wine tasting and more Trivia nights. But I’ll also be working online for a bit this week. Nonetheless, I’m ready to go home. If everything goes well, I should be flying out on Thursday evening, getting back to Yerevan in the night from Friday to Saturday, having to spend ten hours at Moscow Sheremetyevo Airport along the way. But I won’t believe this until I am actually on the plane and in the air.