Hey there, it’s Chris Rovzar, editor of Pursuits. I live in New York City, and there’s a certain seasonal custom in here that I particularly loathe. When it gets to be about mid-July, people start saying to each other, “Wow, I can’t believe summer is already almost over.”
Summer, I want to scream, is demonstrably NOT almost over. Especially this year: the Olympics have barely even started. Last night Celine Dion made a triumphant return to the concert stage (and by stage, I mean Eiffel Tower) during the Opening Ceremonies—if anything, THAT was the official start of summer, if not the launch of a whole new diva-led spacetime continuum.
