Think about it... it's really been quite some time since we've had a full calendar month without a suitcase. Jan-Mar: Mozambique, Apr: Morocco/England, May: Safari in South Africa, June/July: Ethiopia/Tanzania, Aug: Dubai/Cairo, and Sep: SF/Munich. It's been incredible. We wouldn't change a moment of it. That said, having all of October to lounge around and catch up with friends and life here in Ghana has been lovely.
Things are looking very late-October-y (you like that made up word?) around here. The Halloween decorations have blended in to appear like normal house decor, weekend evenings are filled with football of both the NCAA and NFL varieties, the teddy bear business is booming in preparation for the holidays and we're just about a week and a half away from Dan's 30th birthday.
The last couple weeks have been very average. We've both had some busy work weeks culminating in many quiet evenings at home with dinners and DVR dates. We went out to dinner a few times with friends including a positively hilarious night with Hannah and Robin. We went to a French restaurant. Admittedly, we had wine at their house before we went so all four of us were feeling quite loose. We weren't sure of the dress code so Dan called to see if he could wear shorts. They said no, so we had to swing by the house for him to change into jeans. H & R were hounding him and giving him a time limit. He was taking a really long time and we couldn't figure out why. Finally, he appears back at the car in a full suit... apparently he really took the no shorts thing to heart.
Sitting at the restaurant, Robin wanted us all to speak in sub-par French accents through dinner, which no one else was really chomping at the bit to do. So then he decided we should give each other a character to act out until the next course arrived. We got to pick out the character for the person to our left. We'll just cut to the chase and say Dan won... or maybe I won depending on how you look at it since I picked his character. I told him he was Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I was actually crying at the table. He starts subtley rocking back and forth stroking his left arm and saying (in the perfect voice) things like: "There's three pieces of bread. Three pieces of bread." "You had wine but now you don't. You need more wine." Suffice to say, no one else even attempted their character because we were a) too busy laughing and b) well aware of the fact that we couldn't beat him.
I apologize that our lives haven't been particularly exciting in the last few weeks, and, as a result, my posts are less entertaining. But, hopefully, the mental picture of this story was enough to put a smile on your face.
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