Travel Blog

I took the infamous Chinatown bus from DC to NYC this morning.  The driver was so bored out of his mind, he was slamming his hands on the steering wheel every 5 minutes.  It kinda freaked out an old church-going couple sitting in the first row who watched every turn and yet were too afraid to react.  I just went to sleep because I figured my fate was in his hands.

So after apparently days of rain and cold, I arrive into NYC on a beautiful day.  I took the train to Columbus Circle and met up with my pal Yishane, who now lives on 198 street.  It’s an up and coming part of town.  Buy there, so her property can appreciate.  We hadn’t seen eachother in over a year, so we sat at the park near the Cloisters for the beautiful afternoon.  We had a few drinks at the New Leaf before walking back to her new beautiful home.  This is a really up and coming area.  Dinner was fantastic, near the 180s at a restaurante called Bleu.

The meat packing district was the last memory I have of my weekend in NYC before Europe!!!

I’ve been back to the States now for about 2 weeks.  The first week in LA was a bit unreal.  I had been living in Kaohsiung, Taiwan for 6 months, and really think I’ve fully adjusted to the low sensory input living. 

A good night out (all night out) with my buddy Christine in SF put me mentally right back in place.  Thanks bebe! 

Now that I’m surfing Friendster and I’m realizing how detached my life has been from my friends since I’ve left.  It wasn’t purposeful, more like working with an overloaded CPU.  You know how you open up too many files on a computer, and everything slows down?  Moving back to Taiwan was like that for my emotional CPU. 

Life sure does take us in interesting directions.  And our minds are incredibly resilient. 

Love your friends and stay in good contact.  Something gets lost in between sometimes.

I’m at the Tulsa International Airport.  Technically, if you have even one flight going to …say….Cancun, you’re International!  More TSA jobs for everyone.

I arrived this morning at 9am to visit a client about 40 minutes east of Tulsa.  First time here.  Tulsa is flat.  You can see for miles on end.  I can imagine how cool it would be to watch a thunderstorm here. 

3 hours to kill before my flight to Sarasota to hang out with my best friends.  The band gets back together tomorrow.  Dusty, Christine, Sandra will all be there.  Just like old times back in SF (except less fur).