After finishing off an assigned story the other day, I rewarded myself with a trip to the mall to see 27 Dresses. Loved it. But I seem to love all American movies I’ve seen lately. Could it be a bout of homesickness? Or maybe I just seem to love any movies with James Marsden and a star from Grey’s Anatomy.
Anyway…I’m sitting in the practically empty theater, chomping on my popcorn and sippin’ my slurpy. And realize it’s Monday afternoon at 2:30. And I’m at the movies. Although it’s not the typical “travel” stuff that usually randomly smacks me with happiness…I thought, “Holy cow, I’m lucky. I hope I can do this when I get back to the US.”
