Not like I'm glued to my desk chair waiting or anything like that, but I've had not a word from our fearless travelers. To me, this must mean, a) they're busy having a great time; b) all are in direct communication with most of you via e-mail, etc.; c) Karen has read all my petty hair comments and cut me off. It's probably all of them, isn't it?
Well, they'll be home before you know it so I'll sign off from here. We're -- and by "we" I mean me and this entire massive blog community -- are proud of every one of you. Safe travels back home. YY
Bad hair can happen anytime, any place or even every day, as it threatens to do for me and this guy on the left (proving that money cannot, in fact, buy everything). Bad hair is a legitimate problem so props to Courtney for the delicate way in which she handled this exchange with Kristen (relayed to me by Karen):
Scene: Somewhere on Mount Kilimanjaro. Kristen fusses with her hair, adjusts her hat, fusses more with her hair and makes final adjustment to hat. Courtney stands nearby, waiting.
Kristen: How do I look?
Courtney, glancing up at Kristen's hair and then pausing: Do you want the real answer or the mountain answer?