my mother has decided that we must skype my father while we're in denmark. which is hilarious on many levels but primarily because my father couldn't care less. this is the man who went to mexico for an entire month in 1995, during which time he called home exactly once. and only then when he was back on U.S. soil, to tell us he had landed in miami. nevertheless, my mum is determined.
since my dear stalwart lappy has been anointed for this journey, i am set to reap the benefits of this technological revolution. and though i find it somewhat misguided, i'm impressed with my mother's commitment to the communicative cause. she took four months to settle upon a hotel in copenhagen at which we will be spending a grand total of two nights. and yet, less than three hours after confiding her desire for danish skyping, she had not only located but ordered a webcam.
dear 21st century, prepare yourself. the eatons, we are coming.