Last August, I got back from a couple months in Greece and Turkey and hit a hospital bed with acute septicemic typhoid. A spinal tap and a couple months of recuperation later, I left to go live in the Netherlands for six months, then spent a few more months travelling through Europe and the Balkans.
By the time we got back to the States, I’d spent something like twelve of sixteen months out of the country. Finally able to get Chinese food, I found this in a fortune cookie shortly after our return:

It’s eerie, isn’t it? How uncannily accurate those fortune tellers are.

