I just deleted the post I had written so if you sense I'm in a bad mood that's why. My other disclaimer is that I'm using my dad's blackberry so that explains any formatting or spelling issues. Anyway, lily set a new record by throwing up in the airport, before we even got on the plane. To her defense, however, the airport was extremely crowding to the previous day's delays and we almost missed our flight. Once we did make it on the plane her nerves were replaced by motion sickness. Since she'll probably throw a fit if she hears that I announced this to the world, I'm going to move on.
We arrived in corsica yesterday morning and we've been hanging out rather leisurely, reading, swimming, going to the beach and playing ping pong and foosball. This morning waking up was tough due to jetlag but we're all adjusting well to the time change.
Chantal, the friend whose surprise birthday we're here for was sufficiently surprised, which was good.
Since we've been doing very little, there is naturally very little to write but things should start to pick up. I'll keep you informed as they do. Until then, whether you find yourself in france, corsica, ireland or larchmont keep it real. I obviously am excited to receive comments and hear how all of you are doing. Over and out,
Charlie.
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Hey Charles and Danny-
guess who it is! It's D'Briq, and I'm with Bob in his kitchen. It is saturday morn, and we are le tired. We miss you guys terribly, and both your stories made us very emotional, indeed. We went to Charlotte's house last night, and it looks like C-Kaps' tonight (no big deal). We're about to head to Aroma because Broberts is working there, and we want to see him/love him/bother him. Dublin sounds mad chill Danny, and it seems like, in utterly truest cohen style, is doing work, walkin' streets, and in general being an hombre. Charles, Lily never ceases to amaze me (sigh). Well anyway, hope you guys have dumb fun, I'll be hitting up this blog-its actually kinda cool, and i'll be keepin it real for you on da other side of the Atlantic. Bob sends his love, he can't be here right now for he procrastinated and has to write dumb thank you note cards. Pheeb is here though, it pains her that she cant make you guys some quesadillas, and when you get home, there will be some delectful paninis awaiting you! Bonjour fuckers!
Love,
Jon and Robby
P.S. Brrrrrrrrrrr! (Cohen)
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