I'm back in Boston and (finally) completely recovered from the tremendous jetlag that comes as a result of traveling all the way across the world to that far-away land called Kah-lee-fo-kneeuh.



First day in San Francisco, visting Roz. We biked from Fisherman's Wharf to Sausalito over the Golden Gate bridge. Totally worth the time and pain, and if I can do it, anyone can. Not to say that there weren't times when I wished I was on one of these:



It was like the attack of the nerds, all of these thrill seekers wearing helmets while going a mile in an hour. Turns out, there are segway tours in cities across the country. Who knew that there are actually nerds who live outside of silicon valley?? (My S. Bay friends - you know I love you.)





Sausalito:



My sis looks so happy there. It's nice to see that smile more now, and nice to just be together.



Later in the weekend I drove down to Stanford and celebrated my dear friend's graduation. As a Ph.D.! From Stanford! Maria and I had the same English teachers in high school. Does that make me smart too?



My best girls, minus the graduate. From the left, me, Joyce, Joyce, Grace, and Teresa.

I went to the Boston Library yesterday to get started on my new reading goal, which is to read the Modern Library's 100 best novels. (Thanks to my little sis for the idea).

And so I have a new crop of books for my west coast trip - The Thirteenth Tale; Traveling Mercies: Some thoughts on Faith; and Lolita.

I can't believe that in less than 5 hours, I'll be on my way home. I can't wait to bike across the Golden Gate and drive down PCH with my sis, see my dear friend Maria close the next chapter (no pun intended) of her journey as a Victorian scholar, and see my parents and old friends back home.

If you can keep my puppy Boston in your prayers, pray that he would remain emotionally healthy while I'm gone and not be terrorized too much by his daddy. Thank you.