As part of my brother's job, he sometimes must travel to various distant parts of the globe. As luck would have it, he had to spend a week working in New York City, so he decided to spend a few days visiting me and my family.
Still suffering from the effects of the flu, I picked him up from Newark on Friday evening. We had intended to go to the Auto Show in Philadelphia, but I didn't feel up to walking around an exhibition center so soon after being bed-ridden with the dreaded lurgy. Instead, we found ourselves confined to the house after 18 inches of snow had fallen during the night. Tim demonstrated great prowess with a snow shovel.
Sunday was much better. We spent the early afternoon watching Tottenham Hotspur draw with bottom-of-the-table Sunderland, and then I made him watch the Budweiser Shootout - his first introduction to NASCAR.
For his last complete day, I took him shopping. He bought himself an iPod Nano, a pair of sneakers, and a nice sweater. In the evening, he treated us to a meal at Outback Steakhouse, although I was feeling a little under the weather (presumably still from the flu). I took him back to Newark yesterday, after a thoroughly enjoyable weekend. I do miss my brother very much, and it is always good to see him.