05 february 2001 -
11 february 2001
 
 
 
 
 
 
8 february 2001
 

Over two years ago, on our way to Stuttgart, Erika and I caught a connecting flight in Paris. As we descended through the clouds, I searched from my window seat to find that steel-clad icon I so desperately wanted to see.

And at last, there it was. Described in this simple postcard written in the midst of sleeplessness and spine-tingling enthusiasm in Charles De Gaulle airport.

paris through fog
21 november 1998

My eyes darting in and out of the clouds trying to glimpse an object painted in my mind from childhood books, a landmark that has become a staple, a soul impression. Swimming over wood-chipped Formica countertops, the coastline is simply a memory, staring now in disbelief: how can something dreamt to be so inherently different look so eerily similar? Through the hazy morning I glimpse a lonely symbol and it colors my reality shades of magic.

My enchantment... that magical glimpse... it must have resonated with Erika. Because for my thirtieth birthday, she's decided to cast a spell of her own.

In what way are you the luckiest girl in the world?

 
 
5 february 2001
 

The e-excerpts continue...

Todd: "Your 02/02/01 whirlygirl was all about 'toast and steps' and conveniently missing the following details: (1) that cocktail cost $9.00, (2) you are taking a cab because you can't afford a car, (3) the smelly cab driver didn't speak any English, but gladly accepted fistfuls of American currency, (4) Riverside Park overlooks the Hudson River, one of the most polluted bodies of "water" you'll ever experience (5) 8 people offer you crack while passing through Washington Square, and (6) 2 people urinate on your shoes while passing through Washington Square."

Laine: "(1) I don't care how much the cocktail costs - that's the beauty of dating when he pays, (2) Not having a car is the best part about NY. Now, if I was taking the subway, you would have a point of then not being able to afford a cab, (3) I was particularly intrigued with my cab driver's turban. It made the ride even more exotic, (4) I cut through Central Park and get to see the pretty lights of the midtown buildings (which I can see through all the smog, thank you very much). And though I don't see the river often, I can imagine that the lights of Jersey are just as pretty in the water's reflection. That's the beauty of NY - you can reinvent yourself, get a new image. Even Jersey can be beautiful and sparkly in NY at night, and (5) Being an uptown girl, I don't see a lot of crack dealers or urinators, but I can imagine that could do something to ruin the romance of the evening - so I'll give you that one.

"Oh, and I forgot one: having someone help you on with your coat. And don't talk to me about how it's freezing cold and I forgot to mention the scarves, hats and two pairs of gloves I also need to pull out of my bulging pockets.

"It's all about seeing the glass half-full. Let's give you an example that hits closer to home: It's not that you have to spend the rest of your life with the same person - every single, solitary day until you die, no matter how sick, grumpy or annoying the other person will eventually be at times. Instead, let's spin it that you've been blessed to find the person that will share your joys and sorrows with each passing day, for long as you both shall live.

"You make fun of us now, but don't come running to us when you have to write your wedding vows in a few months. We'll be eating toast on our steps."

 
 
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