I feel a bit like Elton John on a two year farewell tour though with a farewell dinner in Madrid with my boss, then she was in NYC and we went to Balthazar and now I am going to eat taco deli with her in Austin next week.
I am juggling so many things: packing, finding a house in Canberra (achievement unlocked), getting rid of stuff (how does a person accumulate so much extraneous stuff in a year?), selling electrical goods.
My friend, Jean, came to stay last weekend. We did a lot of tourist stuff: going to Central Park, St John the Divine, Ellis Island and the Met. The weather was perfect and she is a perfect house guest - we've travelled the world together for work and we get along well.
On Wednesday I took the bus to Westchester county and idly entered the Hamilton lottery as I have done sporadically for several months. Around lunchtime I got an email that I had won the opportunity to buy a ticket for $10. I was so excited as was everyone else in the office. When I got there the next evening, the guy at the box office congratulated me. I assumed this was a standard response to everyone not realising that row CC was actually the very front row. It was phenomenal to be so close to the stage that you can see the tiny microphones on the forehead, or the expressions or the twist of the ankles. Such a phenomenal New York experience.