Also, reminded that we had the Opera (La Traviata) on Saturday night. Few pictures taken.  Not bad – definitely had the feel of a larger undertaking, as the soprano really hit the notes and could project back to where we were sitting.  The balcony was nice, though crowded.

Adriano seemed to like it.  So did Erin – somewhat surprised at that, I think most people brought anew into something classical don’t have an appreciation for it, and what’s more what I expected to happen, I guess.

I should be looking a little happier, but it’s probably for the best – smiles are goofy.

If you don’t know which one I am… do I know you?

This time tomorrow I will be shuffling through security at the airport, extremely nervously, anticipating the upcoming flight.

I can’t believe the time is here.

I will be flying over the atlantic.

I will be seeing still-standing, and in-use buildings from centuries ago.

Paintings and artworks going back a millennium.

I don’t think there’s preparation enough for this sort of trip.  I’ll just have to wing it and hope.

Oh, and my french is going to suck.

Paris is now in two weeks.  Got a book specifically on the Louvre, as, by the look of it, we’ll be there for a fricken’ day in and of itself.

I should know more, but I don’t.

Upgraded Wordpress to 2.5.  Strangely much snappier on first impressions.

Still can’t tell why network stuff seems slow – starting to think bottleneck may be my computer, as the load on the server is negligible; it doesn’t seem to sweat anything, really.  I’d like to graph it eventually just to see if it spikes, but never when I look.

I should probably make up something for the left roommate on what to do if I get an alert about one of the hard drives when I’m away.  Hm.

Dinner and opera (La Traviata) on the 19th, last season ticket play on the 21st, then to bed, early up and to the airport.

Butterflies are a-wingin’ their way twixt my ‘testines.