On Technology, Geography, and the Human Heart
On my iPhone, I'm looking at a map with a dot on a road in a foreign country. The dot says 2480 miles. That's here to there. As crow flies, I imagine.
That's a long way.
travel
Road Trip: Sebastopol
This may surprise you, but large-scale travel is not my thing. I like my house, my yarn basket, my yard, my coffee shop (taurus). I’m fond of my rut; I’ve spent a long time getting it just right, you know? I suppose we’d all like to imagine ourselves in Lothlórien’s enchanted woods, but were I to inhabit Middle Earth, I’d grow some hair on my feet and find myself a nice hobbit hole. I’m all up for a little explore, but I prefer it in single-serving sizes.
You Are Here
And Now I’m Back From Outer Space
Let’s say I’m taking an alien visitor on a tour of Earth. Maybe I’ve shown him San Francisco. We’ve been to the redwood forests. Now we land in Vegas in the middle of the strip amid the lights and the people, the facades and flashing screens. Trucks parade up and down the street with billboards for every kind of entertainment from circus shows to strippers. It’s 100ºF at 9:00 p.m. on America’s playground.
Vegas, Baby, Vegas
Three Dog Night is famous for having never been to Spain. I've never been to Vegas. (I've never been to Spain either, but if I were to do a blog purely listing the places I've never been, we'd be in for a long haul.)
Unforgettable: Scenes in an Airport
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Bug in Space
I'm returning from a brief business trip to lovely El Paso, Texas, where I experienced what I'm told was a hundred year flood event. My hotel was without internet and, indeed, without telephones throughout the duration of my stay.
I saw the Rio Grande with water in it. I'm told this is a rare experience.
Now I'm parked in yet another gate in yet another airport for yet another layover. The sunny, dry Phoenix airport has free wireless internet and I feel as though I am slowly reconnecting to the world.
Random thoughts from space:
A Linky Post
Here's a few disjointed thoughts for the day...
For anyone interested in my vacation photos or a shot of my pregnant belly, I posted some snapshots of our trip to Bodega Bay on my photos page.
Greetings from Bodega Bay
Shawn and I are taking a little vacation in Bodega Bay this weekend. He got us a room at The Inn at the Tides, a very nice little place. Incidentally, Hitchcock filmed The Birds here, so there are lots of photos of Tippi Hedren all over the place. We meant to re-watch the movie before we got here, but didn't get around to it. Needless to say, all the birds we've met so far have been polite and aloof.
Tea Talk
Waiting in the Sacramento airport the other day with grumbling tummies, my mom and I headed over to a Java City counter. Mom ordered a latté for her and one for Dad. I stepped up to the counter. "Excuse me, do you have chai?"
The lady behind the counter said, "No, but we have soy."
Mom and I stared at her, blinked, and then stared at each other. Blink blink.
In my head I ran through a scenario where I walk into a cafe:
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