Travel thoughts

So my incredibly expensive, but completely worthwhile eurail pass arrived today. This means that I do actually have to leave London, a scary thought. Still, I can hardly complain as I've been looking forward to this trip for... well, ever.

Amusingly enough, I may actually be staying in London again after my trip. Pascale has asked me if I want to housesit for her and Greg while they take their summer vacation at the end of August. It would mean more time in London (a very good thing) but also that I wouldn't get home until the 29th or 30th of August (a slightly insane thing) That would put my time away from home at just under eight months. Still... this seems to show that they don't want me to leave any more than I do.

I am still hoping there might be a job offer in all of this.

At the end of the day though, the final decision is not actually mine, but my employer this fall, i.e. the Director of the show I'm working on (a project which is just exciting enough to tempt me back home). If she needs me before August 30th, then I will obviously be returning home as originally planned.

Since when is seven months not enough time for a vacation? This is ridiculous! And yet so horribly exciting!