November 5, 2013
I’m working on cultivating a leisurely traveling style. I’m beginning to realize more and more that a rigidly scheduled trip with must-see destinations is just not for me. During this weekend in San Francisco, I only planned a couple of stops (all food-related, of course), and spent the rest of the time just wandering the city, stepping into interesting-looking thrift shops and bars, going over the Golden Gate Bridge because we had some time to kill, and generally taking in the air.
October 24, 2013
I love this city so much. It has such a distinct look and feel, and we were lucky enough to experience it on a warm and sunny weekend.
October 16, 2013
(Note: I had hoped to keep my backlog of posts from the summer in some kind of chronological order, but my last-minute jaunt to Paris kind of jammed up the works. So you’re going to get California posts all mixed in with Paris posts, which actually feels more true to my life nowadays. You can find all of the post from this summer’s road trip here!)
So I have this roommate, J. He’s not my roommate now, but we lived together in Santa Monica during my last year of college and a couple years after that. I’m sure that, one of these days, years in the future, we’ll find ourselves living in the same house again. I call him my eternal roommate.
So when I first met J, he was a scrawny, geeky Ph.D. candidate in the electrical engineering department at UCLA, constantly pale from hours of laboring under the florescent lights of a basement lab. Now he’s the CEO of a tech startup funded by some of the biggest names in the game, with a house set into the hills of San Jose, out of which he runs said startup.
J offered to let us crash at his place when O and I took our road trip into NorCal, and of course I was curious as to his new digs — but I couldn’t have been more surprised to find that he and his compatriots live in such comparative luxury. I mean, just look at that “office”!
Proud doesn’t even begin to describe it.
Music to travel by: Little Talks [Of Monsters and Men / Into the Woods]
September 11, 2012
As you can tell, Lucerne is unfairly pretty. Bisected by a river so clean you can drink its water, astride a sparkling lake, under the shadows of Rigi and Pilatus, I spent a lot of time giggling incredulously at how charming the town was.