Thursday, December 15, 2005

So just when I thought English was a little secret between me, my friends, and my family on the phone, I'm back in Massachusetts for two weeks hanging out with the almost-forgotten but primarily-English speaking world. I might actually go hang around train stations and bus stops successfully asking questions and successfully getting answers, just to practice...

But before I get to here, let's consider the great international service offered up by Air France: after consuming one French beer, a glass of white wine, a salmon and tri-colored pasta entree, chocolate mousse, and a blueberry muffin, I played a few video games (Chess and Caveman Crash), caught up on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (it was nicely bizarre, but a little unsatisfying with all that dentist garbage), and read a little Mayer. I heard they might even clear out a few rows for a dance floor on my New Year's Eve return.

On the homefront, WestMass might get another winter storm tonight and my parents have been doing the Snow Dance since yesterday. I'm hoping to catch a basketball game while here (for the drama and side stories, of course), and I'll be heading up to Mass MOCA to report on a few German artists hanging on the walls.

Early signs from D and Arr! say that they'll be heading to Venice this weekend, so I'm sure they'll send something on that front. And then, on my return, the three of us will trip it on the first full weekend of January. My vote goes towards flying North and mushing on some dog sleds for a couple days, though the Californians would rather experience quaint Italian island life. What do you think (and do you know of any two day European dog sledding adventures for three people, for under a total of $100)?

2 Comments:

Anonymous Nathan E. Milos said...

I hear that Siberia is nice. And if you provide your own sleigh and dog you could probably trek a couple of days on just 100 American dollars, provided you don't mind huddling naked together for warmth each night w/ nought but frisbees to burn in the firepit. I do feel though that Californians really should experience weather. Look at all the really bad poetry that's come out of people who never leave California - most language poets. It took Bernstein to do anything right with Language stuff & that's clearly tied to his co-existence with actual weather (Kenneth Goldsmith even has an entire book entitled Weather - also a north east language artist). Weather is like having the hand of God on your shoulder.

9:43 AM

 
Blogger d said...

don't encourage him, Nathan der Weis! If he finds a dogsledding place under $100, we'll have to actually go, and I'm not terribly keen on Siberia. Venice was cold enough.

7:40 PM

 

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