KDK has been radio silent now for a full week. Sure, he’s been crossing the Atlantic (yada, yada, yada) but that seems like a less than legitimate excuse to avoid blogging to me [internet connectivity issues aside.]
I am taking advantage of his absence to post another gem I found:
I think this was taken on our trip to the Saguenay Fjord. Look at that intense concentration, that windswept hair, that determined finger pointing! This is a man who knows his longitude from his latitude. Captain, if the ship’s navigation fails, this man will guide you home (or at least to the nearest pub.)
(subtitled: why giving your daughter administrative access to your blog can be dangerous.)
If my calculations are correct than KDK is about halfway across the Atlantic by now. Too far away to properly chastise me for sharing this epic shot I found recently when going through old family photos.
I was tempted to upload this beauty directly to dad’s are the original hipsters but thought you fine readers might get more of a kick out of the ‘stach.
Though he hasn’t been blogging KDK did give me a quick update before they embarked from Nova Scotia. He was sipping coffee in a Starbucks while downloading a large file for an errant faculty member.
He reported that the locals “like my ‘eat more kale’ t-shirt” and that “if I spend a [censored] hour downloading this [censored] zip file it better work.”
Miss you more than you know, diddy.
Secret agent guest poster: Georgia Louise
Yea! Kathy and I are going on another voyage! Fall 2012, Atlantic Exploration.
14 ports, 12 countries, 4 continents.
We have our passports, with the requisite number of empty pages.
We have our inoculations (including Yellow Fever).
We have our visas for Ghana and Brazil.
We have our anti-malaria pills.
We have been in our new condo for all of 5 days and have a few days more to unpack our house before packing for the trip.
There are a BUNCH of really great people sailing with us, so it is going to be great. I will miss several of my spades partners from summer 2010 however.
Driving to Boston a week from Sunday to EMBARK. (what a great word).