This is, supposedly, "Spring Break".

I do not know what is this "break" you are talking about.

I will attend a wedding, late Sunday morning, then fly to San Francisco with two of my partners in adventure and science. Then I will present a poster, all dressed up in my business suit — if our flight is on time, I should have time to change from my lovely dress.

Conferencing will ensue for the next four days, until the three of us fly back into the night, together with the friend (a partner in tango and late night conversations, if you will) who will join us as a tourist and share my hotel room.

The weather forecast assures me it is going to be warm and sunny. I do not quite dare believing it.

Today I received an email from a former lab mate. "The three of you together in San Francisco?" it more or less said. "What could go wrong with that?" We have a reputation to live up to, and will therefore try to squeeze in restaurants, breweries, coffee shops, and art museums when we're not presenting our work or asking smartass deeply relevant questions about that of others.

It is going to be brilliant.

And you can email me your address at krazykitty [at] amrhaps [dot] net if you reside in either Europe or the US (for I have stamps for both) and wish to receive a postcard from San Francisco. (This, obviously, is only necessary if I do not already have it; if I have already sent a postcard to you in the past, chances are I am not going to stop at one.)