Scene: A Brooklyn street at night. AJ and Harriet are walking home after AJ’s basketball practice.
AJ: I’d like to go to Sweden for vacation sometime.
Harriet: Why? I mean, I’d like to go there too, but why are you interested in it.
AJ: They have hockey and pretty girls.
Harriet: True. Now that’s a way to plan a vacation.
The Spy family is not (alas!) going to Sweden, but we are taking an impromptu vacation in the not too distant future. I’m not sure why we didn’t think of it sooner. But Mr. Spy had spent a few days in Florida while working on his book and he came back feeling like he hadn’t had enough We are not going to Florida either. I am okay with that one.) We had briefly toyed with the idea of going to an inn on a small Caribbean island, but it proved to be complex. Also, when Mr. Spy called them to find out if it would be a suitable place for AJ, they replied “Oh, yes, it’s not just honeymooners. We get all kinds of people. Calvin Trillin is spending the month with us.” It is very hard to get away from New York. It has a tendency to come with you. (We are not going to a small Caribbean island). We are, however, going to a small island, one with which we are intimately familar. We plan to do very little. I am very much looking forward to it.