It’s been a quiet weekend of recovery here. I picked up some strange brand of flu on the flight back to Bangkok, and the result is that my physical state has fallen in line with my emotional one. It was hard leaving the time zones that hold our families and so many of our friends.
I have, however, taken some pleasure in the comforts of being in our little apartment these past few days, and fighting this thing off has given way to the joy of relaxing on the couch with my legs draped over Frank’s, my hands curled around endless warm mugs of tea.
The slight reprieve from the heat that Bangkok has granted and the return of Downton Abbey (I need my Mr. Carson fix) may be just the things to put a positive spin on the start of this week and a return to the Bangkok routine.
But before that happens, one last collection of pictures from our grand tour of the U.S., from one coast to the other.
happy as clams after brunch at Sitka and Spruce
In Seattle, Frank, the coffee-lover, pays homage to the first Starbucks
Kansas City’s tasty local holiday brew - Nutcracker Ale (particularly good on unexpected snow days!)
in Boston I was brought into the “Elf on a Shelf” loop – this one is named Owl
I’m thinking of getting one to insure Frank behaves himself at Christmastime next year.
Christmas Eve socks (find them here)
Christmas morning in Norfolk, Virginia
we hit Doumar’s hard on a rainy afternoon, for our fill of grilled cheese, french fries, and limeades
the machine that started it all
an old school road trip complete with rocking out to tapes (yes, tapes) from the early ’90s
a wedding of two dear friends in Chapel Hill, North Carolina…
complete with a tour of cupcakes (on the right)…
chocolate peanut butter was the best, but by no means the only, one I ate
and a farewell through a Virginia sunset