short pants romance

I have this sudden urge to travel today. I think I desperately need a break from work, which I'll be getting in a few weeks when we go down the shore. But I'm getting a little antsy to shake off the dust of this one-horse town and see some interesting sights. Flights to Seattle are only like $250, I was tempted to book one on the spur of the moment. Then I started to get excited about our tentative idea to go on a road trip in the fall. Greg was thinking Michigan to visit Adil and then possibly onto Chicago, which could be cool. My vote was for a foliage tour of New England, maybe up to Vermont and then Maine, neither of which I've ever been to. We're thinking it will be a camping trip so we can put our tent to good use and bring Porter along, who, lucky for us, has less of a problem with long car rides than his mom and dad do.

Sitting in the scorching sun in my hot office, some hiking in a crisp red, orange and yellow forest sounds pretty darn amazing at the moment.