Where Am I?

I have concluded that planes are the coolest but also one of the trippiest inventions. Firstly, they allow you to see your family and friends on the other side of the world for the holidays. They also make it possible to jump in and out of old lives. Planes even allow you to land on Mars (also known as Iceland) for a few hours to shop for Thristur and Opal. After listening to caroling stewardesses in Iceland, I finally realized that I was going home for Christmas. Since then, I have been living in winter wonderland full of Christmas lights, music, and snow. This journey has been quite the adventure so far. After a short stop in Iceland, Minneapolis was officially the first leg of the race. It was very refreshing to see some old friends and visit my old favorite spots.

Landing on Mars

I wasn't kidding about the stewardesses.

Forgot they existed

Brad enjoying his wheel of Dutch cheese. I felt like Santa delivering toys out of my backpack devoted entirely to Dutch goodies.

A visit to my old school was just what I needed. I miss my kids! It was nice to hear 'Frau Kellie' again. Best of all was seeing my friends (co-workers) Rebecca and Gwendolyn. I have a crush on them both.

They gave me way too much attention, but I gladly took full advantage of hugs.

It was nice to be back with the fam. Thanks again for the delicious German cookies!

A stop at the local CC club was inevitable. Some things never change thankfully. BUT I do need to file a huge complaint for the lack of Mew in the jukebox. How could they?

First Ave here I come! Two words - indie boys. No wait, two more - skinny jeans. Let's just say I'm not in Holland anymore which was very apparent Saturday night at Too Much Love. Oh, and I'm thinking about proposing to Emily.