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We are back from a weeklong vacation in Greece, with time split between Athens and a lovely, tiny, lightly-touristed island called Symi.  We offer these observations:

  • It is challenging, but not impossible, to enjoy the copious culinary offerings on international flights without removing one’s N-95 and face shield.
  • The fifteen-hour overnight ferry trip from Athens

We find ourselves, once again, hungry for good news.  We just canceled a trip to see dear friends outside of Glacier National Park because Montana hospitals are so overfilled with anti-vax COVID patients that anyone with any medical emergency risks being turned away.  Afghanistan fell to the Taliban.  And, on a more “micro” level, we

Before we turn to today’s case, a quick update:  when last we spoke, we were about to board a plane for Peoria – our first work trip in sixteen months.  We were excited about it.  We regret to report that we stepped out of the plane into something resembling a weird post-apocalyptic Mad Max movie. 

We are going to Peoria next week.  On an airplane.  Ordinarily, this would not be newsworthy, but we are irrationally excited to be taking this step toward normalcy.  We have long comforted apprehensive young lawyers by assuring them that any event provoking fear would soon recede into the past tense.  The last year did not