Gone two days . . . and THIS is what I come back to? A hike up Mt Blanc!! Sounds great, Thal, but pianistimo has left out a one very important reminder: pick up some fountain pens real cheap when you get to the summit. Those Mt Blancs are a fortune here in NYC and I hear there's a cheapish gift shop up there.
And did you know that pianistimo and I first met in Hawaii? Yes! Mountaineering!! I first saw her at the summit of Haleakala on Maui (she was advising other climbers on approrpriate high-altitude eyeliner). At 10,000 feet the stuff starts to run. She recommended, as I recall, liguid, injectable eyeliner. The dear girl even brought syringes with her for the other climbers! It was so hiliarious. Looked like a heroin den up there, but, of course, it wasn't! Just beauty advice, you know.
Then, next we crossed paths on the Kilauea crater AND the Kilauea iki crater overlook on the Big Island -- not Maui. She gave me a fashion tip -- something about an "off-the-shoulder tank top" --
then just flitted off.
I next noticed her at the legendary Pu'u Pu'u O'o Vent, where she was, well, venting about the proper footwear for flowing lava fields. Two lovely Japanese tourists were wearing those cute rubber flip-flips and the lava was just melting them in no time. Pianistimo leapt into the crisis and strapped thick books (one, I recall, was "Mein Kampf," the other, maybe, "Das Kapital") onto the undersoles of these tourists, lashing them with elastic salvaged from her very own under garments! (She had said it was "no sacrifice" since The Bureau of Catastrophes had earlier sent her a formal, engraved warning that all the elastic in her undergarments would snap at precisely 10:47 pm that day, so what the heck! She did worry that the Hawaiian goddess Pele might be threatened by her, hence the formal warning.)
It was moving. She's a pip and you should take her advice.