San Diego was good in all ways. The city is beautiful and I revelled in the fact that I would wake up to a lovely view of the marina. I stayed near the Gas Lamp district, so I walked a lot and recalled fond memories of evenings walking around downtown Philadelphia as rushhour passed all around me. The best aspect of the trip though was meeting the other fellows in my yearlong program. They are all talented and enthusiastic and we've all gotten along well already. A zoo trip involving turtles procreating and an evening having a couple of red-headed sluts may have aided in the process too, but it's all good.
I also got to meet Tamanna, a longtime friend of mine from Zambia. In fact, she, her twin and I were just about best friends when we were very young. It's was interesting how the conversations and activities rapidy differ: from playing with dolls then, to drinking and talking about boys/men and the cute Italian waiter now. It's a somewhat jarring to realize we're all growing up.
After the whirlwind trip out West, things only got more busier: Orthodontical appointments, swami narayan kathas, breakfast at Renken's, laundry and cleaning. It was frantic, but showed how I can accomplish a lot if I set my mind to it.
A friend from the Midwest visited Knoxville later on in the week. We went hiking at Ramsey's Cascades on Saturday and had the best time. Tim, who is quite fit, unfortunately had to wait periodically for me to catch up and deal with my bitching about the climb, but those four miles up to the main falls were so worth it. We passed many rocks and streams along our way and trudged through snow and clearings. Then we sat on a rock near the frozen waterfalls and admired the formation of ice as the falls tried to run over the rocks in the cold. The climb downhill was undeniably much better. The best thing about the hike was it reminded me yet again how lucky I am to be living near such great awesome nature. The Smokies are like a treasure chest brimming with adventure and beauty. There's so much in them waiting to be discovered.
Sunday was sports filled with some live asskicking by the Lady Vols against Auburn. Go LadyVols! The bitter end of the Superbowl with the Panthers losing sort of brought it to equilibrium, I guess.
Monday morning was spent at the local zoo (which by the way, is an equal to the San Diego Zoo in my opinion) looking at all the animals and the lovely tigers. Such regal animals. The afternoon we drove to Asheville, N.C., the hippest town near the Smokies. The cold weather didn't add to the pleasantness of the trip, but we had a lovely late lunch at a Parisian/Ashevillian bistro. Yum. The ride back sucked though as we got caught in rain in the dark in the mountains among speeding trucks. Not a very good combination. But once home, we watched "Bartelby," which I found immensely funny, though if you asked me why, I'd prefer not to say. Damn, how moronic can my sense of humor get?
Once Tim left, things have slowed considerably. A lot took place in January, so the slower pace and quieter surroundings in Feb. will take some getting used to. But there'll be a party, an oath swearing, Atlanta (any folks wanting to meet up?) and birthdays to look forward to this month.
Let me end with a new saying of mine. One that I think will be part of me, though my good friend Chad may heartily disagree: life = taco.
Have at it as you wish.
Posted by Jigsha at 2/07/2004 04:37:00 AM | link to entry |