Where Did I Go?
I am sorry I didn't give
Anyhow, let's take advantage of my rude and sudden departure—ahem—two weeks ago and play a quick game. Do you know the Where Are You? contest held by Condé Nast Traveler? I thought we could have our own thrilling contest. However, instead of luxurious prizes, you'll have to settle for the near-instant gratification of finding out the answer as soon as someone guesses it or I grow tired of waiting for someone to come visit my seemingly dead blog and just give the answer away. Yay, right? Also, I'll give you more than one picture clue and I'll skip the smug little descriptive passage that is supposed to steer you in the right direction.
Okay, let's get started with photographic Clue Number One:
Hoho, this is so much fun, n'est pas?
Dare I admit I'm subjecting you to this game because although I had a nice time, I really don't feel like writing about it, travel writing holding very little appeal for me?
And still I forge onward with Clue Number Two:
I know, even I can't tell much from this picture. But the colors are so soft and pretty. Ahhh.
Clue Number Three is humongo. I mean, if you can't guess after seeing this one... well, I'll just have to keep going until you scream and beg me to stop.
(Note: I do not know who those two little people are.)
You know, don't you. Really, I need for you to know, because if I keep going with all these high-resolution images, there are people for whom this page will never load. Ever.
Okay, Clue Number Four, and this one will surely give it all away.
(Yet another note: No, Edward did not go on holiday with us. But he quite obviously recreates the setting of where we were.)
So. In shameless imitation of the Condé Nast contest... Where was I?