So now, dear Reader, unless you are a careful note taker, you are probably a little mixed up.
How about a recap?
January 2013 I was in love, but by Easter I had my stomach sucked out through my navel with a vacuum cleaner, I quit my job in May and given away all my stuff. In June I passed up raunchy rebound sex in Thailand, cycled over 2000 kilometers to the top of the world in and spent August getting drunk on pastis in France. In September I’d been hired as Executive Vice President External Relations at an annual salary of $170,000 (plus options) and – just a few weeks later – been fired (in November).
What could top all of this? How about a REVOLUTION?
From The Netherlands, I flew to Kiev, Ukraine, touching down on the 20th of November 2013.
Who was there to pick me up? My superstar friend, Mary.
OXLAEY