Vacation Blues

I've been meaning to blog about my vacation trip to San Francisco and Los Angeles earlier this month. But for a lot of reasons I haven't been able to. One, my iMac's keyboard died on me, so I've had to crunk up the old Dell laptop. Two, I had a work thing I needed to study for so I dedicated the following week, not quite coming down from my high, studying. Three, the good ole' vacation blues. I look at the pictures now and I think, maybe that happened to someone else not me. Looking at Georgia now just makes me feel so ugh! I really need to get out of here. Then, being proud of my accomplishments, that is travelling alone to all those wonderful places (well, places I thought were wonderful), one of my old co-workers sent an email asking for subscribers to her travel blog as she plans to tour Europe and Africa this summer. YES! She just had to rub it in, aye! Ummph!

So here I am. Cloud 0, but still need to update the world comprising of one lowly reader of my adventures. I just want to document it for myself just in case I forget. I never forget. The last time I went to S.F was 3 years ago almost to the day. I specifically planned it that way. I remembered everything from that trip. I remembered my way around certain parts of the city, certain things I saw, certain restaurants were surprisingly still there, even certain funny bits like the guy that plays a guitar underneath the Ghirardelli Building, and the guy that drew my caricature portrait, they were both still there. Isn't that amazing? You think all this time has passed and they would have left but they were actually there. I got to see things I didn't get to see the first time around, like the Golden Gate Bridge, the incomparable ferry ride to Sausalito, Napa wine country where I indulged in a little fine dining Napa style, and of course, a local San Francisco Bar. You know me, I just had to get a taste of the local shenanigans. I also made some "friends" which I hope to reconnect with the next time around, like my tattoo artist, Nakona who is a San Franciscan and gave me these killer directions to the Golden Gate Bridge and a few other locals too. It was fun to the Nth degree. The last couple of days were marred by my allergies but I still managed to get it together. I always do.

Time by myself, exploring by myself is always so peaceful. I am not fighting with anyone. I am not competing with anyone. I am not being judged by anyone. I am just me in a space I want to be seeing what I want to see, eating what I want to eat, discussing and laughing with utter strangers. I just wish I could do it all the time (or at least most of the time) but alas, real life beckons.