Boston
Fortunately for those of us who never actually played Halo 2, the laws apply just as accurately to the original.
The principal reason for breaking my lengthy radio silence is to voice my solidarity with the breathtaking feat of human achievement that Nat will undertake tomorrow. Although I have a prior commitment that prevents me from joining you phyiscally, I will be standing with you metaphorically throughout your journey.
Actually, not so much standing, but nevertheless commiserating with your self-imposed penance. I know you don’t think of it as penance, but let’s be honest, we all know that you have some serious atoning to do.
From my plush, first-class accommodations aboard United Airlines flight 167, I will be urging you on in our mutual struggle against mother nature. Together, we’ll fight the heat, exhaustion, and dehydration. Side by side spiritually, I will endure a refreshing nap and two-mimosa brunch, even as you brave the dangerous roadways filled with weekend cape-seekers.
Upon your return, we’ll party together: you on crutches in Boston, trying not to use any of the major leg or back muscle groups. Me, tuxedo-clad, masticating the finest sushi Graydon has to offer, before taking in the spirited musicalities of the James Swift Orchestra. Two more similar halves of the same coin were never previously minted.
Godspeed, my friend. I’ll see you in Vancouver.
