It’s true. In less than twelve hours I’m leaving the country, and not coming back for six months. Bonnie and I will be living in Grasse, a small, beautiful city in the south of France. It’s incredibly exciting.
My American cellphone will be disconnected for the six months I’m in France, but those wanting to contact me can still do so via e-mail. (scott1numberless2net).
We’ll have regular internet access in our apartment, and we’ll be posting plenty of photos to our joint Flickr account, as well as updating our brand new travel blog with stories and more.
Okay. Back to packing.
I wish there were some trite phrase in French that I could use to signal that I hope your travels find you well.
In the absence of any such phrase: good luck!
I believe the phrase you’re looking for is bon chance.
In either case, thank you! My plan for France is to learn me some new programming and game design tricks, and come back to the states like Bruce Wayne coming back to Gotham in Batman Begins. With the private jet and the awesome messenger bag and everything.
Thanks again for the kind words, Darius. Hopefully I’ll see you when I return.