The lovely view out the window of the Continental ExpressJet as we sat on the runway for a half hour waiting for take-off.

Wing shadow.

More view.

Some sort of missionary or church group, vigorously shining their shoes.

Waiting to board.












So, back in Brooklyn. I have the rest of the week off, but still have to go to class tomorrow night, and a doctor appointment Friday morning. Yuck. I'm in denial about my 15 page final paper for my marketing class, which I need to start researching a/s/a/p (topic: Translating Trademarks: Legal and Marketing Perspectives). But it's still vacation, so G and I are slowly making our way through my 101 Margaritas book. We've pretty much stalled at the "Margatini." Despite the lame name, it's totally delicious!