here it is

So I was in San Diego last week. In all accounts of my life over the past 1 1/2 months, this was probably the event I thought about the most. I swear I used every trick I've learned to speed up the time beforehand and to slow it down during the week, but sand inevitably slips through your fingers. So I'm typing here, while my cat sits on my computer and cleans herself. I guess I should tell a story now, before it all blurs.


objects in mirror are closer than they appear. ah hah

I guess the best thing to do is run through the list of things officially done.

There was Balboa Park and the photographic(I can't pronounce that)exhibit. What kind of photographs were there? Why, there were 1000 megapixel shots of San Diego and vintage snapshots. Also there were prints of the National Geographic photo of the girl from Afghanistan in purple (the one with the green eyes) and the photo of her taken years later. There was even an exhibit made up of cell phone pictures, which we didn't see because Katyana didn't want to see.


there was EXTREME dog walking.

Honey, of course, is a sassy beast. I thoroughly enjoyed her kisses. We logged quite a few miles on the old leash, and partook in much naptime.


after being walked over countless times, I learned my lesson. See the family?

My adept, little tour guide took me to see the beaches, La Holla shores and Del Mar, I think? There was basketball, and whole foods, and rented movies, and jamba juices, and homemade sesame noodle salads, and even coffee. I saw much of the San Diego parks and library systems.


and coronado.

Really it was a blast of a time, and this is in no way the end of the story. I'm still working one of those things I've learned and savoring the telling. Expect things later,
good things.