4 weeks in Muscat, Oman. 2 weeks in Paris. Tomorrow Rachel is driving me to Portland. We're going to go to the zoo and drink steak-garnished Bloody Marys. That looks weird. Is the plural of Mary Maries? No, that's the plural of Marie.
Anyway, here is the beginning of my poorly written (but hopefully fabulously photographized) account of that one time when I decided to go travelling by myself. And Dad, I will try super hard not to get blown up.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
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