We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

An old friend from college stopped by on Thursday.  I was actually a little nervous to see her because I haven’t seen her in so long.  In that time she has lived in Austin, Beijing and currently Oslo.  A real world traveler this one!  Surely with all that life experience, etc. the two of us have changed quite a bit and probably have little in common.  Plus, she was coming with her husband whom I have never met.

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

Unfortunately I forgot my phone when I went to get them at the airport.  The one day I forget my phone!  I trusted the Internet when it said they would be 30 minutes late, but when I got to the airport all I knew was that their flight had landed.  I was nervous they ended up being on time and they couldn’t get a hold of me to see where I was.  I found myself trying to judge people to see if they looked like they had arrived from Brussels.  Unfortunately I only know 2 things about Brussels and since I didn’t think Jean-Claude Van Damme would be on the flight, I resorted to looking for people who were six foot four and full of muscles.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

Eventually they came out and it was all good.  We stopped at Molly’s Cupcakes on the way home.   Then we ended up sitting at our house for a few hours before I dropped them off with their friend.  That part was kind of boring I’m sure.  It turns out it wasn’t really strange at all seeing her.  I guess our blogs sort of keep us in contact somewhat.  I guess if you get a long with someone on a personality level, that doesn’t really change over time.

Lucas was nice, I think we would get along.  We have at least 2 things in common: 1) we agree that when you are telling a good story, sometimes you might need to exaggerate a little bit to make it a good story and you don’t need someone else always correcting minor technicalities here and there and ruining your story. 2) I think we both tend to be a little oblivious and need the women in our lives to remind us of time lines, plans, etc.

So anyway, Meg (since I know you will read this), I’m really glad you came!  I enjoyed seeing you and I appreciate you taking the time out of your short trip to the U.S. to see little ole me.