I'm itchy to leave and go somewhere. Memorial Day weekend is staring me in the face, taunting me as my only day off in the near future.
I just spent an hour looking at last minute flights to Florida (good god, how I hate the state of Florida, but ANYTHING to get some sun...). Thanks to the powers that be in today's world, even flights to craptastic FL are $500. I keep shortening the search (how far up does the sun come? South Carolina? Virginia? D.C.? Can't I just open up a lawn chair on the White House lawn for a 3-day weekend?). Nothing appealing, nothing for the cash I'm willing to throw at it.
New issue of NIFW came out last week- check it. My music video with subtitles is something you Frenchies might appreciate.