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I leave for New York tonight to see my cousin get married. In order for me to stay at work as long as possible and still make it to NY for the pre-wedding golf outing, I had to take the red eye. Unfortunately for me, my favorite airline (Virgin America) didn’t have a red eye flight direct from SF to NY so I am connecting through LA. Good times.

This weekend will be a blast though. Aside from the golf, (but really, what else is there?) we are having a BBQ for the rehearsal dinner on Friday and then the wedding ceremony is at a big, lovely church on Saturday followed by dinner and dancy dancing. The wedding is somewhere on the outer end of Long Island and I am hoping to see some cool Long Islandy stuff. Maybe some iced tea?

“The Cousins,” as I like to call them (my generation on my dad’s side), will be there with exception to my wife (who assigns papers in nursing school) and my sister’s husband (who just got back from Missoura and a two-week Air Force class. I’m looking forward to seeing everybody, although we just saw each other a month ago, because this time I am not intricately involved and I can just pardy hardy.

Recognizing I am flying cross-country to an airport that is in the Top 10 of all international travel, I am taking precautions to avoid that sneaky swine flu (knock on wood). I’ve been taking my Airborne, reloaded my hand sanitizer, been eating non-junk food, and am avoiding hand-to-face contact (mine and pretty much everyone elses). If there is one thing that I am not thrilled about for this weekend, it is the five-hour flight with 150 strangers and recycled air. Ugh.

I don’t have anymore weekend trips planned for a long time after this one. (I know, you’ve probably been saying, “Jeez Andy, you are quite the jetsetter.”) Within the past six weeks, I have been to Vegas, San Diego, Seattle, and now New York. I’d enjoy spending some time at home in San Francisco over the next couple months. Especially as the summer arrives and we get our fog blankets. Those days are the best (sarcasm).