Tropical vacation.

My suitcase is packed and sitting next to me at my desk. If you were to open it and look at its contents, you'd probably assume that I was off to the beach (save the lack of bathing suit). There are skirts and tank tops and flip flops. There is a pair of sneakers, but those are for running (and for the trip home so that I don't freeze while waiting for the E train at Jamaica station).

I'm not going to an island, however. I'm going here, and I'll be basking in this:



























Enjoy the cold!