Or one week of goodness, although I am hoping to get three. I had four days of peaceful writing at home, and four days of excellent work at a summer institute. Otherwise this summer has had more problems and far less calm than had been foreseen or planned. Now I am going on three weeks of vacation.
This involves twelve days of Barcelona, a week of Burgundy, and two days of Paris, spending all my frequent flyer miles. I will stroll and do schoolwork. I am meeting my pen pal. We have been writing since we were eight, and have not seen each other since then.