Almost every summer since husband and I first began dating (5 years ago now) we have gone on mission trips, once to the hauntingly beautiful country of Uganda, and a handful of times to one of my favorite places on earth, the Czech Republic. Our summers have happily been for others, working with our hands and our ecstatic yet tired bodies in order to support those who serve year round. It is something that I have loved beyond words and have become so accustomed to doing, that taking a vacation for ourselves feels almost...wrong. We've taken exactly one, a weekend trip to San Francisco for our one year anniversary. Yet a wise woman once told me "it's the sweetest thing to get in an airplane and go someplace with your honey". And that's exactly what we'll be doing this week. Taking 4 days off work after taking so much time off for all the weddings (everyone's married!) seems positively sinful, but with all the ups and downs this year has given us, we desperately need some time to ourselves and I hear the east coast is lovely this time of year. Everyone has been asking us what we have planned, and I excitedly respond "Nothing but good eats and maybe a flea market or two". It's going to be grand. Also i'm hoping the Canon AE-1 I found at my parents house works.
When we return: how to live in less than 400 square feet.
