On Not Owning A Vacation Home

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Funny article in Slate entitled On Not Owning A Vacation Home by Timothy Noah. Read in full here.

I do not own a summer house. The summer house I don't own has not been in the family for three generations. It's a simple, shingled affair, weathered and dear, with fishnets not hanging from the ceiling, duck decoys not arrayed on the shelves, and a large, yellowing map of the area, festooned with incomprehensible nautical markings, not stuck to the wall with pushpins not manufactured in 1954. I love the scent it doesn't give off of mothballs mingled with mold.

Back in the US of A

Hello friends and family!

I'm back in the US of A and in typical Gitner fashion, I've immediately caught a cold. Some cosmic force definitely has a sense of humor. On the bright side, I'm all moved into my room and it feels like home already.

I've got to run some errands, but prepare for a Gitnerblog revamp in the coming days as I'm no longer "Living in London." It's good to be back.