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My plans include walking aimlessly in the streets, seeing friends and family, staying up late, laughing until my abs hurt, not letting Christmas drive me nuts, drinking hot chocolate, giving a research talk, taking pictures of Notre-Dame and the Christmas store windows, getting started on my dissertation.
I'll be back on January 2nd and I should go finish packing.
(No, this has nothing to do with Jane Austen. Don't be worried like that.)
One of the things I love about Tel Aviv is that when you walk in residential neighborhoods in the evenings, you're pretty sure to hear someone practicing some instrument or other through their open windows. One street nearby has a pretty good pianist, there's a cello player not far and one of my neighbors is a violinist who is very much into Tchaikovsky's concerto at the moment.
And of course there are street musicians. I usually like street musicians, provided they are not trying to wrestle money out of me in a crowded subway car long after I've decided they actually made my trip worse rather than better (hello, Paris!). I usually give them some change, actually. Never knows when I might need to become one myself, after all. But I cannot bring myself to do it here.
I don't think I have yet fully realized that I am leaving for the whole summer, which I am going to spend as an intern for one of the research labs of Big International Company in Israel. I am both thrilled by the new experiences that await me and slightly scared to be on my own in a foreign country where I have never set a foot and the language of which I hardly speak at all. I am leaving tomorrow morning, and will spend a week in France on my way there. In the meanwhile, I still have a good deal of packing and last minute work to do so... off I am after no more than one paragraph. Can you believe it?
Novels by Ross Macdonald, Len Deighton, and Elmore Leonard (but not all at the same time).
Minor Majority, Of Montreal, Porkupine Tree, Angelfish, Léo Ferré, The Nationals, Sarah Vaughan, The Ditty Bops, Absynthe Minded, Mozart, Stamitz, Bill Evans.
busy, busy, busy, oh, and did I mention busy, delighted by Oscar Wilde (One should always be a little improbable), a little improbable, still very much of a bloody leftist, heathen atheist, and a woman scientist.
'To leave is to die a little. But to die is to leave a lot' (translated from French)
[Alphonse Allais]
(Dammit this one joke only works in French. You're missing out.)
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