Europe

Oh sigh. It's that time again. I'm flying back to LA. It's been a fun couple of weeks. Honestly I don't remember the last time I wrote anything. I have a feeling it was in Paris or after leaving it.

I know that after I met up with Anna I was too busy running around Europe and having fun. Oh such joy. I'd forgotten how good it feels to have a companion with me on my travels. We were inseparable and saw Milan and Amsterdam together. I was fine leaving her at the airport but when I got on my flight it was like usual again, lonely and I was filled with longing for something different.

There's not that much that we did. We walked around a lot in Milan, saw Duomo di Milano, one of their old cathedrals and we saw The Last Supper. That was fun. In Amsterdam we walked around through parks, went to the Van Gogh museum and enjoyed the red lights district. We played pool in a couple of places and had a good amount to drink. Enough to feel good and get home sober.

On our last day together (full day, because the next day we woke up and headed for the airport), we went on a picnic. We got a ton of food, ate it in this beautiful park and fell asleep on the grass. We rode bikes there. Anna was terrified of using the bike lanes and riding on the road. And I couldn't figure out why the whole city doesn't have any post offices. That aside, the afternoon was splendid. We didn't do much of anything else after. Just walked around and killed time.

I spent the last couple of days in London. Thursday I went with my brother to an MIT alum meetup. I drank a lot but didn't get drunk. I think they dilute their vodka, or something. I had 3 double-shots and got home sober. 0o. Then Friday, my mom and I went to museums. I went to the National Gallery and then her and I went to the Victoria and Albert museum. It was so cool. And FREE! As was the National Gallery! Ooh, and we went on the London Eye! Such a full day. In the evening we had dinner together with my brother's family. Family. I miss family. I want more family. I want my own family. Le sigh.

On Saturday my mom, brother and I went to the Hampton Court Palace where some royals lived from 16th century on. Cool history. Very beautiful gardens. Too bad it was raining the entire time, but it was cool nonetheless. Then, of course, dinner at home with the family. Oh how lovely. And then today they're celebrating one of my nephew's birthdays. I'm not there for it. :( All I got was my mom getting me to the train station. Which is more than I had hoped for. Thank you, mom!

I should be sleeping on this flight, but it's not late enough yet given my Circadian rhythm. That's going to suck. I'll have to try to stay up until midnight by LA time. Oh joy. I did get invited to a party. So maybe I'll go and that will help. In the meantime I still have like 6 hours on this flight and there's nothing to watch except Big Bang Theory. It's a fun show, but it reminds me too much of Cate. Nothing too personal. Just makes me feel nostalgic for companionship.