... and I was in the United States this past weekend!
So flashback to December when I first found out I was going to going to India. My brother asks me rather confusingly if there is any chance I could come back... for a ski trip. Now, first, I haven't skied since I was 12, and second, even if I was an avid-skier, would I want to travel 20 hours on a plane to come back home to... ski?
So I knew something was up. (backstory: he's been dating his girlfriend for eight years. Yes... E-I-G-H-T years. Their first date was senior prom) Anyhow, he calls me again, just before I am leaving and asks... again, "can you come back home... for a big party with all my friends." I say no.
Three weeks ago, he calls me and says "I have something really important to tell you... call me back." I call him back 4 separate times, and the first 3, he ask me really stupid questions like "My iPod doesn't work... what's wrong?" or "do you have any vacation time this summer?" Finally, I call him back when there is no one around and I ask (rather bluntly) "did you buy the damn ring yet," to which his response was "what? how did you know?"
point being: my brother is not the smoothest operator in the world. but he had managed to convince his girlfriend that he wasn't going to propose any time soon, while also getting all her friends from high school and college, all his friend from high school and college, her sister into Boston in the same weekend without anyone spilling the secret, while also getting her best friend to trick her into designing her "dream ring" waaaaaaaaaaay back in October...
so anyhow, after negotiating with my team (I had to trade in my business class return ticket to afford the round-trip airfare :-( ...) I got to come back (for a day)!
I left India at 1AM on Saturday (where it was 65 degrees), arrived in Chicago at 5AM on Saturday (where it was 4 degrees), boarded a flight to Boston which was canceled... got on another flight to Boston and arrived there at 12:30 PM (where it was 24 degrees). Hung out with all their friends at dinner and a bar (while eagerly awaiting text messages from him on the play-by-play... technology is amazing!), partied, got home at 4AM, got up at 9AM, hung out some more... and then boarded my flight back to Delhi at 5:30PM (via Newark). Got back to Delhi at 11PM Monday night (where it was 75 degrees).
Grand total travel time (including transit time to/from airport): 47 hours
Grand total time spent sleeping while traveling: 10 hours
Grand total time in Boston: 29 hours
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Let's do bullet points.
* You're a pretty awesome brother
* Congrats to your brother. I mean on the 8 years. Waiting that long until it's officially okay to sleep with a girl.. wow.
* I would hope you came up with some profound meaning to life while spending so much time traveling
* The Ravenwood wine was good. Thank you!
I was so confused when I saw your missed call. Like. I didn't get it.
Now I do.
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