Sabbatical Eve

Tonight is officially sabbatical eve.  In just two short days I’m off to Balconia for all of October and November.  I.  Can’t.  Wait.

“Balconia, where is that?” people say.  It sounds so exotic.  So romantic.  So secluded.  Is that near Estonia?  The Balkans?

Balconia is apparently what you say when you’re from Germany and you go to your balcony.  So much better than a staycation, don’t you agree?

And I’ve heard it’s beautiful this time of year.