First off you've probably noted the web address change. #WhatsUpWithThatAmIRight. When I initially set this up, I was desperately trying to make use of a "30 Rock" line, and while I was successful in that endeavor, I was not so successful in accuracy. Spreadsheet Tripper, WHILST lacking in whimsy, achieves that. I reserve the right to change it again, so stay on your toes (or asses).
For the fourth year and a row, Liza and I are headed off an adventure of lounging and strolling and wine drinking. To catch you up on what's happened to both of us in the last year: pretty much nothing. She's still living in Rome (and occasionally Africa) where she does work I still don't understand, and I'm still living in DC doing work my parents still don't understand. We've added a new character the trip this year, someone who will most likely never read this blog and who doesn't need to go on vacations because she has a wonderful fantasy world built in her own head. But still, allow me to introduce you to W.B. -- White Bikini.
The destination for 2012 is Portugal. Why Portugal? Shut up. I honestly don't remember why or how we picked, all I know is that once I looked at pictures I was sold. This year's excursion is sadly a bit shorter than I normally try to escape for -- f you real world -- but it's still sure to be delightful. Liza, W.B. and I converge on Lisbon on Friday, jump in a rental and head for three nights in Ericeira, one of the world's premiere surfing destinations. We all love to surf (ed. note: actually not sure if any of us ever have; but then again I'd never skied until NZed). From there we move to the Douro Valley to tour some vineyards ("I'll stay home that day" - W.B.), and then back down to Lisbon to wrap things up. Joining us in Lisbon is that old wicca Fids who I guess cast a spell on a travel agent last week and bought a last minute ticket. Some things never change. Though we really did things right last summer between CdP and Tuscany and Palio, I'm certain this vakay will shine in it's own way (ed. note: "vakay" and "vacay" are appropriate spellings; vaca = cow).
And finally, here is your cast:
Fids: Pranked.
Liza: Never found a dance floor that didn't fit.
W.B.: This picture could have been meaner and you know it
Steez: Always predictable.
Please find an AC Slater look-alike and take pics of one of you (I don't care who this time) making out with him. Oh, and I want to see lots of Lean Backs. Clearly.
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