I've been working on a full travel diary; I'm almost through New Zealand. Realistically it'll be done on the one year anniversary of my return - October 20. Given how beat I am I have to hope for occasional bursts of 2k or 3k words.
Upstairs Girl from wayyyyy back in Boston was in town last week vacationing with her friends so I took them all out for dinner at an Italian place in north beach (one of San Francisco's neighborhoods). It was good to see her (as a friend-person anyway, see below), we had a talk about non-traditional careers which was good for me to hear and we caught up on life over the past six years.
I went for the kiss after dinner but got turned down. She's a big mixed messenger so I figured eh, give it a try, 50/50 odds. Her weird combo of hands-on southern charm and fatalistic, insecure attitude had me wanting to go back to Germany where the women make a bit more sense.
I ordered the last bits of motorcycle gear and tools I needed/wanted to do a road trip to Seattle and back, which looks like it will happen Sept 21-29 (uh R343L I just moved that back a week, forgot my parents are going to be down here the weekend before). The summer is just about over and my joke existence couldn't even grind out a weekend practice camping run on the bike. Ugh. This year can't end fast enough. The trip will be good though. I look forward to a brief return of the travel buzz on day 6 or 7.
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