We're back at the Stroock Northern Strategic Direction, Great Barrington, Massachusetts, marking the traditional end to the Stroock summer. This is our fourth trip up here after Memorial day, 4th of July, and a week in late July.
Personally it's been a fulfilling few months.
Of course the European trip was the culmination of this summer. It was actually our idea, very purposefully.
Since we stopped teaching, and it's been three years now, we've gotten borderline agoraphobic. We just didn't want to go anywhere. This includes shopping, of course. What heterosexual man actually wants to go to the mall? But also movies, ballgames, even out to dinner.
This winter when it was time to plan our summer we decided we were sick of the beach, which for us has the same dreary pattern: beach, pool, takeout; beach, pool, takeout. So we said, 'Screw it. Let's go to London.'
We go to extremes, as the late* Bill Joel sang.
Even though the trip had a lot of moving parts about which we were anxious, Europe was trouble free. It was the first time we've been on a jet in a decade.
[You need to get out more, mate-Ed]
Which was the whole point of the trip.
*I'm on a roll.
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