It's been over 20 years since Monica last visited her relatives in Colombia. The boys and I have never been. But the tias have been saying to her for a while that she has to come visit because they'll all be dead soon. So tomorrow we head down to New York to stay with friends and then first thing Monday morning we fly to Colombia for three weeks -- our big trip for this year. I'm not too clear on what we'll be doing exactly, but spending time in Medellin and in the fincas outside of town. We'll spend time with profusions of aunts and uncles and cousins, and I'll wish I'd studied Spanish like I'd planned, and I'll have myself a cultural experience of some kind or another.
I'm not taking my laptop, but maybe I'll be able to post now and then . . . We'll see.