Monday, April 19, 2010

volcanic ash over london


grounded planes. abandoned runways. ash alchemized to glass. ice the size of small houses. flash floods. paralyzed skies. smoke plumes. it is a rather strange time to be in europe. it's quieter. sharper. anxious. volcanoes are usually such shy & slumbering disasters. then with a literal bang, we seem to have found ourselves in a serious flight crisis. of course, my best friend J is scheduled to arrive on satuday. i haven't seen her since the wedding. & there's so much of a city to unfold! so please cross your fingers (especially for all these stranded & stressed-out people--the stories of people out of money, sleeping in airports on issued crackers makes my stomach ache). dream of clear skies, of this pesky volcano settling itself back into blackout.

3 comments:

  1. Oh, lovely, nothing could stop me from seeing you this week, not even a volcano! Will just add to the lore!! xo

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  2. yeah i got stuck as well. so so weird.
    but it worked out for the best so far ; )

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  3. liv, i've been wondering how you're holding up. some me an email soon!

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