Hey B,
When Mark and I were in about 2nd grade, we spent a week at the Tabolts and Thompsons. Separate trips. Mark and I generally went at separate times. Upon returning from the Thompsons one Sunday night, I told Mark I needed 'a psychiatrist.' We had just learned the word. We missed our week and weekend visits with the cousins so much, we felt maladjusted. Didn't want to be home.
That's how I feel now.
I'm glad we made it home safely, but I really would rather be back in Chiang Mai. It was great seeing you and Lak. I wish you could bring her to Lake Gaston. A woman who used to work at RockBill (way back) suggested that in Chiang Mai, I contact a poet named Dino Delano. I told her that I'm pretty sure I met him. She verified it. Said that they lead a poetry group in Denver.
This vacation was probably the best of all. Very relaxing. Everything was perfect. Right now (from work), I'm watching videos of Chiang Mai at vimeo.com.
Oh: we saw Ralph Fiennes at the customs terminal in New York. JFK. I said "Mr. Fiennes, I've seen Quiz Show eleven times." He was nice. "Did you?" he replied. He was shorter than I thought he'd be.
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