Last year I spend Easter Sunday in Istanbul at the Hagia Sofia, one of the most famous and beautiful buildings in Christendom. Afterward we went to Starbucks with a carpet toot. Just today I got an email from the Turkish friend who traveled with me, I haven’t heard from her in months. I hope she stays in touch.
This year I spent Easter Sunday with a big Mexican clan eating ham in the backyard while the kids searched for plastic eggs in the lawn. It was about 85F—forget spring, summer is here already.
Don’t know which was more surreal.
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