New Year
Saturday, January 1. 2005
Sugarbush, Vermont (Dec 30, 2002)
First post of the year, using an old photo taken during the Christmas vacations of two years ago in Vermont. One of Mayli’s uncle has a family cottage at Sugarbush, VT and we had spent our Christmas vacations there in a few occasions, when not traveling to Italy or Venezuela. I decided to post it today to remind me of the difference between the weather we were experiencing until a few days ago in Venezuela and the cold of these days in Boston.
We spent the new year’s eve at home, eating a white wine risotto I got inspired to prepare, and then watching the extended edition of the Return of the King. The new year started somewhere in the middle of the first DVD without us even noticing it, which is a good thing (Earth doesn’t even blip when closing another of its annual orbits, right?). We were not really in any mood to celebrate; I feel it made a lot of sense what many italian cities have decided to do, canceling their celebrations to donate the money to the humanitarian relief funds for the victims of the Indian ocean tsunami. Such tragedies are so big that is even impossible to visualize them, and one is left with a sense of mental dissociation: how can it be that in a matter of hours hundred of thousands of people have suddenly disappeared while life apparently goes on as before in the rest of the world? Remember in Star Wars when a planet is destroyed and Obi One Kenobi feels a sudden perturbation in “the force”, as the human loss propagates through hyperspace? How come this doesn’t happen for real, and we are here living our life as usual, surfing the web, cooking, celebrating a new year with our usual hopeful celebrations?
Best wishes for the new year to everybody.
