Vacation Recap

I realized that I never did a vacation recap in my journal. And since the vacations are so few and far between this year, I really should relish the one I had and write about it hopelessly. I just remember that sunken feeling I got when I realized it was over, by the time it was Saturday I was so exhausted and broke that I found myself falling asleep in the mall. My feet hurt, my wallet was rebelling, I needed a good night's rest on my bed and everything was just tired, I was ready for it to be over that I stopped moving, I started counting down the hours, went to the Westfield mall in Union Square and just sat there and fell asleep for a bit. I had done done it, expended myself. I remember some things about the places I went to. And the good bits will always put a smile on my face.

Fresh food in SF. Even the food court had the freshest food I've ever tasted. The Thai food I had was fresh, I could tell it was fresh, and I had to remind myself it was mall food it could have passed for any high end restaurant in Atlanta. It was that tasty. They don't know how lucky they are to have that kind of fresh food. Every street corner from Van Ness to Union Square had "Authentic Thai Food." Good thing I arrived with a craving for Thai food. The highlight was the Ferry Building Marketplace, me taking a million pictures of the Bay Bridge thinking it was the Golden Gate Bridge. The food tasting so great. The antique tranquil texture of that place is so real. Not plastic at all. It has that unique value, the food, the look, the little things you can do to keep yourself busy, the sights. I keep saying Atlanta is not like that. I drove around today looking for something to do, sometimes I wonder would it be the same if I lived in SF, I would always find something to do, some place to walk to. Just on Saturday walking to Westfield Mall, I walked from Van Ness Ave through Post Street, I saw so many galleries, filled with black and whites of the city I had to stop myself, literally stop myself not to go into anymore so I wouldn't be tempted to buy anything. I also remember the Embarcadero, the shops underneath the office building my friend works, walked to the Ferry Building Marketplace from her office, and then passing through this beautiful park, plush lawn, There was a guy actually practicing his Tai Chi there. Like a moment in the hustle bustle when you can stop and breathe. Today in Buckhead, I had to avoid getting hit so many times, it gave me a headache trying to save gas by walking. And mind you there are no trusty lawns. None at all. I remember the little things, the pictures of the moments that I remember will always remind me of what I was thinking when I took them. When the dust settles, I'll do it again. Minus the large number of homeless people on the street and the shitty weather, it felt like it for me. Who knows it just might be.

One day I'll get to writing about the Las Vegas trip. Even though I don't talk that much about it, it was actually a good time for me. I enjoyed it more than I gave it credit for. But for now, there's something about SF that will always remain with me.