Well, we're not quite home in Reno yet but we are back in the States in the bay area. The return flight from London was one of the most comfortable economy class trips I've experienced. We flew Air New Zealand, which, in my opinion is one of the best airlines. Their staff are friendly, the food is good and best of all, there is plenty of legroom along with a foot rest. The 11-hour flight went by quite fast. They're a hell of a lot better than Lufthansa but I won't get started on them here.

We had a few nice days in Aix-en-Provence. It's a great old Roman town with tons of cafes and restaurants - great food and fun people watching. It was also fun to walk around a town dotted with fountains, old cobblestoned streets and old buildings adorned with colorful flowers. We took a walk up the hill to where Cezanne used to paint Montagne Sainte Victoire from, we also hiked part way up that very mountain. I really like that part of France, it's got a lot of charm.

So we're back. Feels a bit weird to be back. The house is quiet, no more pre-wedding excitement and commotion, but there are many boxes of wedding gifts and our stuff scattered throughout the house. Back to life, back to reality - some lines from a song that Charlie's been humming. Neither of us have work to go back to so it feels a bit strange, and a bit worrisome. But it's going to be a busy summer, with a trip to Santa Fe, a couple of weddings, some consulting work, some backpacking and rafting trips, and preparation for the move back to the bay area for grad school.