The Biochemist and The Chemist came to visit over the holidays, which was lovely. I always appreciate the opportunity to cling and be ridiculous. While we were plotting out what we wanted to do on different days, we wound up arranging things entirely by which restaurants we wanted to try to revisit (important info: Petit Louis is *always* on the itinerary). Which, uh, we don’t really do that, do we?
Except I was planning a weekend roadtrip for March and realized that I was doing exactly the same thing. This event is at this hour in this location, which restaurants are nearby that my colleague from that town recommended.
So apparently *I* do that. And I’m all about the food when traveling.
Unrelated, I had begun to tentatively plan a trip to Istanbul for this year. A friend went last year and came back with wonderful tales and then handed me his guidebook. Well, twist my arm. It was on my bucket list, after all. I’d read a bunch of security/travel blogs and checked out the State Dept warnings site but was feeling generally okay about visiting. Today’s news of a suicide bomber in one of Istanbul’s tourist areas is making me hesitate. It feels wimpy to say that but…I’m not sure what to do right now. Maybe sleep on it and do more research.