Big. News.

Big news. My visa application cleared . . . the very first entry in my passport book is for (drumroll, please) . . . India! As it turns out, the little bit of हिन्दी (Hindi) I know won't be quite *as* useful where I'm going, so am going to try to learn some ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada) expediently.     It's not necessary to learn, but will be fun; many (most) Indians also know English.

Why India? Why now? Don't I already have enough fodder and adventure for the Great American Novel? And when the heck am I going to post the next chapters?

Patience, my friends. Yes and no. Basically what the beans boil down to* is that I'm at at a place in life where I just know this is the right thing for me to do right now.







*this is a rather nuanced joke; it's OK to not get it. But if you do get it, I will love you even more ;)