You get it, Seth Stevenson, you get it!

NY Times Op-Ed Contributor, or, as I lovingly refer to him as..."God of Andrea approved travel".

So we are condemned to keep riding on airplanes. Which is not really traveling. Airplanes are a means of ignoring the spaces in between your point of origin and your destination. By contrast, a surface journey allows you to look out on those spaces — at eye level and on a human scale, not peering down through breaks in the clouds from 35,000 feet above — from the observation car of a rolling train or the deck of a gently bobbing ship. Surface transport can be contemplative, picturesque and even enchanting in a way that air travel never will be.

But isn't it pretty to think so?

*Last week I had roughly three friends send me links to roughly three blogs all about food. Each subject line of the aforementioned emails went something like this "Right up your alley!" or "thought of you". I've been pegged.








*I've been reading (re: loving) Justin Taylor's "Everything Here is the Best Thing Ever" (it's where this posts title is from). Sometimes I have no idea what he is talking about and sometimes the stories are boring and the messages lost on me, but that man can put together 17 words and make the most beautiful sentence ever. Par example: "We're intense and idiosyncratic, just like everyone else. We love out of fashion. We call exes in other states just to chat."


* I'm trying to grow zinnias. They should look like this. They don't, however, because someone decided to eat pistachios on the balcony (fire escape) and throw them in the flower pot.



*Downright.obsessed.with.Beaujolais.Nouveau. A friend of mine happened upon it the other day and seeing how it is typically tough to find after it's debut in November, I quickly ran out (literally, ran) and bought four bottles. Sadly, I now know why it's more of a seasonal wine and not the type that gets better with age- tasted like fruit punch. Buzzkill.

Life is sometimes the opposite of thinking.