Tomorrow morning, at 6 am, I leave on day-long, cramped journey for Europe, from which I won’t return for half a month. That’s right. Two weeks in two of the finest cities the old world has to offer. And as such, I have a ton of stuff to get done before leaving. So, instead of writing a retread post today, or just blowing it off, I’m publicly announcing my last minute to-do list. My favorite forms of procrastination are the ones that feel productive.
Boning up on French. Well. Not really. I might listen to that song from Guru’s first Jazzmatazz CD with MC Solaar a couple times (If you know what song I’m talking about, you are my kind of person).
Renting a bunch of stupid movies on iTunes to watch during the plane rides. While other, more cultured travelers might look to literature or writing for their time kills, I plan on watching movies. And not movies that are actually good, mind you. I’m gonna watch the movies that I’d be embarrassed to tell people I saw without being able to add the caveat “but I watched it on the plane” (I probably won’t mention that I planned in advance to BRING them on said plane with the explicit intention of watching them). Look out Contraband, Safe House, and The Sitter - I am coming for your asses.
Gchatting with friends about what they’ve been up to and then when they ask me what I’ve been up to, telling them, “Oh, nothing, just getting ready to go to Barcelona tomorrow.” That one is self-explanatory.
Planning out what I’ll post on yr an adult while I’m gone. So, with a little bit of foresight, I actually did a bunch of adulthood-related interviews over the past month, so the site wouldn’t lie dormant while I was abroad. Unfortunately, a bunch of those interviews were phone-interviews, so I may not get a chance to transcribe/write them before I leave. So instead, I’m just trying to find old, funny YouTube videos to share while I’m gone.
Looking up running trails near my Airbnb rentals. That’s right. I’m continuing the self-fiction that I will be getting some exercise while on vacation, initially proposed in this blog post.
Dicking around on the internet. For almost two weeks, I’ll have so much less time to spend in my google-reader, it just makes sense to get it all in now, right?
Going on a date with my girlfriend. That’s right. Not going on a date because we won’t see each other for two weeks. My girlfriend is coming with me to Europe. We’re going on a date, to Francis, because fuck it. Why spend the night before a 6 am flight double-checking to make sure you have everything you’ll need for two weeks and getting some rest when you can spend $100 and two hours at a sweet restaurant? Well, I can think of a couple reasons why, but those weren’t readily apparent when we made the reservation a couple weeks ago, so fuck it, we’re hitting the town!
Other necessary vacation-prep things. Like buying airplane safe toiletries, packing, figuring out how to get from the airport to the rental, buying guidebooks, making sure I know where my passport is, stopping the mail, etc….
So, I guess I should maybe do some of these things. I’ll be around the next couple weeks, but maybe a little less than you’d like. I’ll miss you all.
Henry Goldman is founder of yr an adult and he’s out!
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