no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

11.21.2002

Well, my parents made it safely. It is so good to see them. Before they came Amy and I went iceclimbing, soaking in hot springs, caving in an underground spring... all sorts of stuff that you probably don't want to hear about because this is the stressful part of the year. If I can blog later I will tell you a funny story instead. Right now I need to find a ticket home. Maybe Jan 18.... Love to all

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