Yesterday was my last full day in the U.S. My parents and I spent it at a travel writer's workshop put on by National Geographic Traveler magazine. I must get my love of travel from my parents, and obviously I enjoy writing about the things I have seen and experienced, so my Dad (who is a communications professor, by the way) thought that a travel writing workshop would be a fun family activity.
And it was. It turned out to not be quite what we were expecting. And we were able to come up with a long list of ways it could have been improved, but it was a good experience for the most part.
And since last night was, in fact, my last night, I stopped a few stops short of our hotel to meet my friend Eddie for one more night on the town. I had seen Eddie when I was in New York a week ago, and my worst fears came true when one of the first things he said to me was, "You look fatter!" Thanks, Eddie. I swear I'll be back on the treadmill the first day I get back to Bangkok.
