Guess where I am!

I won’t really make you guess, although I could start a weekly contest.  Guess where Zannah is this week and win a prize!

I’m going to keep this short since I have to work tomorrow morning and it’s already later than I’m comfortable with, but I have to say I’m glad I’m here.  I caught my first glimpse of the bridge and I felt like I was home.  Seems a little ridiculous to feel that strongly about a place I only spent six months in, and that was  nine years ago, but we were very happy here.

I had an okay dinner at a new pasta place just around the corner from Bellevue.  It’s right next to Dunkin Donuts, where I’ll most likely be picking up breakfast in the morning.  Tomorrow, anyway.  Hopefully after that, I can delay leaving long enough to manage breakfast here.  I am staying at a bed and breakfast.

Good night!

4 Comments

  1. Zannah

    Mom, I’m not sure what you’re thinking of, but according to the website for that jazz festival, it is too being held in the place it’s named after.

    Wombat, you’re on. But it’ll get boring when I stop traveling and I’m home week after week. Guess where I am now! The kitchen! Guess where I am now! The backyard!

    Spokeit – YOU’LL NEVER FIND ME NOW! HA HAHAHAHA!

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