notes from far away, a week later
Mar. 7th, 2014 05:03 pmI miss the sunshine. And the company. Not to mention the fruit trees everywhere. If I weren't a city boy I think I'd like to have a small sunny garden/plaza type of thing, with decently comfortable chairs and a pomegranate tree.
Based on a sample size of one[*], I am not the target market for bed-and-breakfasts. Morning is not a time to be sociable with strangers. Not to mention that we may have been the youngest people there by a factor of two. It was a nice enough place, just... not really my kind of place.
[*] "Everybody generalizes from a sample size of one. At least, I do." --SKZB
Fresh fruit and fresh yoghurt makes for a pretty decent breakfast. Also, the 'frozen yoghurt' place literally put raspberries, chunks of cheesecake, and yoghurt ice cubes in a blender with some sugar, and handed me a spoon. Delicious.
The zoo at Guadalajara is decent. It's not the National Zoo or the San Diego Zoo, but it's got an awful lot of critters, in what mostly look like pretty good habitats. Much amusement from the exhibit containing a sloth, an anteater, and a small monkey, who were all eating lunch when we went by. The sloth would slowly pick up a piece of lettuce, and then roll over on its back and slowly crunch on it for awhile. Also wolves, who had somehow gotten themselves a red baseball cap to play with.
We woke up far too early in the morning on Satyrday and stood in a very slow line to check in with United, in a line that was long enough and slow enough that we were seriously worried about not making our flight. Thankfully the security lines were nonexistent. I have no idea how that works.
Landed in San Francisco and did a bit of wandering around and touristing. Visited the Nat'l Park Service museum, and the farmers market, and Chinatown, which feels touristy. Too many gweilo. SF seems like a decent enough place and I assume the rest of the city is not quite so heavily touristed; where we were, it didn't really speak to me. Also the BART system is stupidly expensive. $8.65 for a one-way ticket means I will never complain about Metro or Translink prices again.
And then home, where the cats insisted they didn't care that we'd been gone and where it snowed the next morning.
Perhaps the oddest part of the trip was traveling with just the iPad as entertainment: no physical books, and I had my laptop but I didn't cart it around with me much. Strange, to have what used to be a bag of books and a case of tapes or CDs reduced to a slim screen.
I think I've adjusted to being home again.
Based on a sample size of one[*], I am not the target market for bed-and-breakfasts. Morning is not a time to be sociable with strangers. Not to mention that we may have been the youngest people there by a factor of two. It was a nice enough place, just... not really my kind of place.
[*] "Everybody generalizes from a sample size of one. At least, I do." --SKZB
Fresh fruit and fresh yoghurt makes for a pretty decent breakfast. Also, the 'frozen yoghurt' place literally put raspberries, chunks of cheesecake, and yoghurt ice cubes in a blender with some sugar, and handed me a spoon. Delicious.
The zoo at Guadalajara is decent. It's not the National Zoo or the San Diego Zoo, but it's got an awful lot of critters, in what mostly look like pretty good habitats. Much amusement from the exhibit containing a sloth, an anteater, and a small monkey, who were all eating lunch when we went by. The sloth would slowly pick up a piece of lettuce, and then roll over on its back and slowly crunch on it for awhile. Also wolves, who had somehow gotten themselves a red baseball cap to play with.
We woke up far too early in the morning on Satyrday and stood in a very slow line to check in with United, in a line that was long enough and slow enough that we were seriously worried about not making our flight. Thankfully the security lines were nonexistent. I have no idea how that works.
Landed in San Francisco and did a bit of wandering around and touristing. Visited the Nat'l Park Service museum, and the farmers market, and Chinatown, which feels touristy. Too many gweilo. SF seems like a decent enough place and I assume the rest of the city is not quite so heavily touristed; where we were, it didn't really speak to me. Also the BART system is stupidly expensive. $8.65 for a one-way ticket means I will never complain about Metro or Translink prices again.
And then home, where the cats insisted they didn't care that we'd been gone and where it snowed the next morning.
Perhaps the oddest part of the trip was traveling with just the iPad as entertainment: no physical books, and I had my laptop but I didn't cart it around with me much. Strange, to have what used to be a bag of books and a case of tapes or CDs reduced to a slim screen.
I think I've adjusted to being home again.