Some people enjoy blue lakes and rocky shores. I would rather stay at work late and write seventeen insightful memos in one day before I spend a night outside in a tent. Cottaging is fine — and can be very delightful with the right decor. But I just don’t do well sleeping close to the earth. I do my best sleeping in the middle of a big noisy city. The bigger the better.
And soon I’m going to the best city in the world for 2 nights of very noisy sleeping — hello Madison Avenue. Hello Manhattan! Hello summer holiday away from trees, rocks and mosquitoes.
Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, bo-oo-oom