Yet again, there have already been a few weekends this year that I wished it didn’t take a 20-hour travel day to get to the US West Coast. Had it been the usual 2 hour flight from SF to Las Vegas, I would have been at Colette’s Bachelorette party in a heartbeat. I was sad I couldn’t make it, but figured I could send a little something special for the bride-to-be. Plus I wanted to remind my friends that I do exist all the way over here in Switzerland and wish I could be there. I considered sending a glass statue of the infamous bachelorette party mascot that I found, but I worried about it arriving safely in one piece. I ended up going the more PG route.