Five of my last seven birthdays have been spent not at home. That’s been a surprisingly solid run. Two birthdays in Florida during spring break in college. Then, one in Africa. One in California. And one in Peru. A combination partly of timing with the spring break thing and partly with the generosity of airlines handing out flight vouchers (that seem to only get used at the very last minute – ie, March). I also had a flight booked into Vegas during one birthday week during that seven year stretch, but couldn’t find anyone willing or able to make the trip and ended up staying put in GR. That would’ve been nearly Lance Armstrong status, given that trip.
Oh well, at least this year I have thunderstorms and a full day of work to look forward to.