Kicking it in San Francisco with the Mana Trio!

So, I haven't blogged in a while (aka ever).

But, inspired by an amiga from school who has a cooler blog AND a cooler school website AND a cooler new haircut, I have decided to blog as a part of my 2010 New Year's Resolution. See her blog: http://serengetitales.blogspot.com/


To catch everyone up, I have basically fallen off the face of the planet for three months of public school teaching. Since the task of updating chronologically is too daunting, I am going to update haphazardly.

Traveling has always been something I have wanted to do, but find excuses why I cannot. So when my friend Raw-Foods-now-Vegan Mike texted me about how he was infatuated with my friend Erika, and casually invited me to visit when she was in December in a just-being-polite-so-I-can-talk-about-Erika sort of way, I took it as legit and started asking when I could book my flight.

This is my friend Mike with Erika in Hot Springs, Arkansas. Mike and I met in Hot Springs this summer. He talks a lot about his microbiotic diet and how what I am eating is slowly killing me. He's probably right, except he lost some credibility when he told me that puffins don't fly. He plays a saxy alto saxophone.

Erika is a badass pianist. the end. We went to undergrad together and reunited in Hot Springs. She'll be visiting Austin in April, for those of you ready to let worlds collide.

I arrived in SF and knew this trip was fate because the gate at which I arrived had a sculpture of saxophones overhead.

The airport was the perfect fit of interestingly modern with warmth. High ceilings with light, strong lines with a little bit of wood. I loved it. Even the name for the transit system was awesome. BART! How cool!

When I arrived, it was like stepping out of ordinary-teacher world, and stepping into the OC. Not like the real Housewives of OC, but the fox OC. It was fabulous.

Mike's family lives in this huge former-hippy-commune mansion. His brother, introduced himself and talked about his dreams of making it as an actor. He also showed me a commercial and continued to explain to me how commercials are a good way to get yourself picked up for shows. I was already in awe. People with dreams, sunlight, clean air, green plants, recycling, and Arnold Schwartzenegger?! Can anyone say utopia?

I will continue to outline my travels, but for my ADHD readers out there...