For the next two weeks, I’m going to be an ugly American tourist in Europe. Not the type that is angry because the Venetians can’t give me directions to the nearest McDonald’s in English — just the type that isn’t quite as slender or well dressed as your typical Parisian street sweeper.
What does this mean for you? Unfortunately, I’ve decided to surgically separate myself from my laptop, which means I won’t be updating Word Munger until I recover from the jet lag, somewhere around June 16. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll pop in for an update from a cybercafe in Paris, but I kind of doubt it. When I return, I’ll have lots of pictures, and probably more than a few stories. I won’t be posting the “here’s me in front of the Villa Borghese” stuff here, though; just a Word-Munger-filtered take on Europe. Ciao!