Two more hours and I’m airborne, my Las Vegas trip just another memory. Vegas is an interesting place, both quintessentially American in it’s hustle and abundance, and very foreign in it’s complete and total focus on sybaritism. My kids, bless their hearts, were impressed by the former and put off by the latter.
I’ve been vaguely aware of the world around me while on vacation. The volcano made it presence known when I met a British couple at my hotel who were frantically trying to figure out how to get home. Their flight had been delayed 19 days.
I also know about Obama’s increasingly aggressive turn against Israel. This is no surprise — we here at Bookworm Room were predicting it during the election. The only real news is that, in microscopic increments, American Jews are figuring out that something is wrong. Whether their voices matter anymore is, of course, open to question.
I want to thank all of you who continued to visit here even tho’ my posting was scant to nonexistent. I really enjoyed following all your comments.
Tomorrow will be a catch-up day for me. With luck, I’ll get a little blogging in too. Monday, happily, will see real life resume. Yay!!