Though my Nokia N75 is unable to properly relay it (really should have brought the real camera), the view of Camden from the summit of Mount Battie was as clear as it was brisk. After walking up the quote unquote mountain – my Colorado residence leaves me with a dim view of the label as it’s applied to eastern geography – with my parents, brother and sister-in-law, we wrapped up a relaxing Thanksgiving break yesterday with an afternoon nap, dinner and movie (Blades of Glory). Would that every weekend ended similarly.
But alas, there’s no rest for the wicked. A quick summary of travel left this week (and in case you’re wondering, yes this all up to date in Dopplr):
After discovering that Monday flights back to Denver were several hundred dollars cheaper than Sunday flights, my decision was simple. Thus I’m still in Maine, and will be making the trek down to Boston late morning tomorrow to catch an evening flight out of Logan. I’ve got a couple of projects on the docket, but if you’re in Boston and want to grab lunch or a very early dinner, drop me a line. I’ll be around.
After a late rise (I promise I’ll be late out of Logan and late into Denver the night before), I’ll roaming Denver in search of bottled water and something to soothe my dried and cracked paws. I already have lunch plans, but am around otherwise for whatever. Especially happy hours.
Wednesday / Thursday
After a quick 24 hours at home with the Az monster, I’m turning right around Wednesday morning and dropping in on San Francisco. I’ll be in late morning Wednesday and available, staying over Wednesday night for a Thursday client visit. If this sounds like the perfect setup for a RedMonk event at the House of Shields Wednesday night, well, all I can tell you is that you know us too well. I’ll be there between 8 and 9, depending on who I can rope in for beers. Thursday I’ll be occupied for a few hours with the aforementioned client gig, but available otherwise catching an 8 PM flight back to Denver.
Miracle of miracles, I’m back in Denver. For the entire weekend, even. I know, I know.