We're not taking the morning walk today! So Ileana and I, who had a cabin sans toilet, lazed for much of the morning, discussed the future, and ate some bread and salami. I love salami.
We've been taking malaria prevention pills (I cannot spell the word at this particular moment). We took off in the jeep toward the Alley of Baobabs and reached the place at about 4pm. After taking picture after picture of baobabs, panoramas, ourselves, we piled into the car again and drove to Morondava, where we took two lovely rooms.
But that's not the best part. Some time after the Alley of Baobabs, we transferred from a dirt road to an asphalt road. At first I didn't notice. Then I did.
… There are a few luxuries that no one in America thinks of. These include asphalted roads. It was so… amazing to be in a moving car— to feel the wind in your face— and yet not feel any bumps. A bump means your head wobbles like one of those wobble-headed things people put on their dashboards. It means bouncing up and down, trying to find a direction to look in so that you don't become nauseated, etc etc etc. You can't do anything in a bouncy car. It's annoying.
But then, all of a sudden we had asphalt, and it was amazing.
Anyway. We reached Sun Beach Hotel (or whatever its name is), stayed in the room a bit (I recalibrated my laptop battery today), ate an interesting dinner of ravioli, spaghetti bolognaise, and shrimp soup (depending on the person, not all together). We learned how to make the interesting napkin settings, which was great, and then Mom, Dad, and I had et another talk about The Future.
It's a bit sad to think that I'm right back where I was last December, but after a talk with Mom I'm a bit more calm about the whole thing. I won't go on about it, since it's all redundant anyway— in August I'll probably have changed my mind six more times.
I played Civ V again today. I'm not sure if I understand the game and strategy yet, but it's nice every once in a while to relax completeyl. It's like a vacation from my projects, which I obviously needed. I'm wondering when I'll get back into the swing of things (probably in August), but I'm not worrying about deadlines or anything… because I've already destroyed any deadlines I created, and because I've got quite a lot of time to edit and read— I mean, 366 books is a ton! And I'm on schedule for the end of August if I aim for just 300 books. So I'm not worrying about anything, and I'll probaby finish A Pair of Bue Eyes next year, at this rate. Which is fine. Absolutely fine.
Sorry for the rambling. It's later than I'd anticipated and I'm not sure what else to write— we have a rest day tomorrow, so that should be productive. Hopefully.