This weekend is overfilled with plans. There's places to go, places to look at, meetings to attend, and even a circus to enjoy.
But next weekend, far as I can tell, is the exact opposite: only one place, and it's on a beach (inarguably one of the most famous beaches in the western world), and then it's lounging, swimming, body surfing, and probably a quantity of good wine.
Oh, and next weekend starts early.
That's what I call a weekend.
Friday, April 25, 2008
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