Hi,
This is probably the latest I’ve sent this out, but I have an 'excuse from home'. Our two days in the north were productive and busy. The flight home was very late.
Here’s a little more of the ‘Easy Monday’ song. “But __ __ __ __ he sees, no wise man has the power to reason away, what seems to be, is always better than nothing. There’s nothing at all but __ __ __ __ he sees."
Our various food/visit gatherings were all quality time with people we miss. I suppose that is the essence of what these trips are about.
This trip we used the GPS in the car a lot and it was a mixed blessing. Most of the time ‘she’ got it right and kept us on track. Sunday night ‘she’ lied about our location. It turns out that 30 feet from our destination was actually one block and we had to get back in the car and drive because it was too cold to walk. (555)
Still marveling at the work that Joe is producing in his studio. Beautiful, brilliant, and inspiring are a few words that come to mind.
Our lunch with Trudye, Eunice and Skip (the cousins) was one of the best yet. We shared lots of information, laughter, and great food at an Italian restaurant in San Leandro. On our ride to San Jose we stopped at two different shopping centers. One was totally Latino and the other all Chinese. We had no idea there were such intensely populated areas in that part of the state. In San Jose I asked for directions to the airport and an older man gave us very good, specific guidance that took us to a tiny little local airport with nothing but private planes. It’s what he knew in his world. Amazing.
Dinner with the Athas family was lots of fun. Another Italian spot that made me a special meal that was very tasty.
Our plane was delayed, and delayed. The van to the parking garage took forever and we didn’t get to the house until midnight. That’s over 2 hours later than it was supposed to be. San Jose airport is very much like Chiang Rai. One must wait for a plane from another flight to arrive before you can leave. If it’s late, you’re late. Such is the plight of the modern traveler. Oh well.
The one consolation in San Jose can be seen in today’s photo. This gentleman played, non-stop, providing a bit of tranquility to the weary travelers. His repertoire of classical music seemed endless.
Have a Happy Tuesday. Stay warm.
Peace,
Danny
“A mind that is stretched
by new experiences can never
go back to it’s old dimensions.”
~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
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