Djan karet – “The hour that stretches.” I’m living that hour today. Eight of them, in fact. I’m in the office, at work, for 8 long, stretching hours. They’re stretching because at the end of them, on the other side, is 10 way-too-short days of this:

Curaçao. In the western Caribbean, just off the coast of Venezuela, with some of the best scuba diving around, it’s my favorite place in the world and I haven’t even been there yet. We’ll be there for ten days and we’re leaving tomorrow morning. It hurts me that I’m not there already.

Come on, clock. Move!