So I've been traveling...a lot. After dropping off the parents, Sim, Coop, and Swan at the airport soon after the new year arrived, I parked my car at SFO's long term parking and hopped on a plane to LA. My new friend, Karen, and I rented a car and drove down to visit beautiful San Diego the first weekend. It was my first time there and we stayed at the Westin Horton Plaza. It was a great weekend cause it was relaxing but we packed in a lot of sites and activities. This sunset photo was taken near Seaport Village.
We drove along the coast and visited Coronado, Mission Beach, and La Jolla before driving back to LA. Call me a dork, but I like pronouncing "Jolla" like an ignorant Hoosier with a hard "J" and a hard "L". "JOLLA!"
The next weekend, (believe me I do work between weekends), I flew to Phoenix to visit Drew. We went to a bar called Mickey's Hangover that had a nice outdoor patio and another place called the Rusty Saloon. Yes. People were wearing cowboy hats and they played country music. Good times. It's ridiculous that you can sit outside at night and feel like you're indoors in the middle of January.
Thanks to Drew, Sara, and friends for treating me like another member of the group. Too bad the Colts lost. Just like in the movies, our friend Andrea accidentally sat on the TV remote and turned off the tv right as Vanderjagt kicked the last field goal that would have tied the game. Everyone gasped, "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Oh well, hilarious as it was, he missed it and I was sad. I still don't like to think about the loss.
I hung out with my parents this weekend in LA cause they're taking care of my grandmother while my aunt and uncle take a vacation in Spain. It's always good to see the family and get lectured in Taiwanese by A-ma (grandma).
It's actually been quite beautiful in San Francisco this weekend. After three weeks of being away, I just stand in awe as I look out my bedroom window at the skyline and bay bridge. It's good to be home.
I'll be flying back to Los Angeles early Tuesday morning, while the city lights are still a twinklin'.
