Thursday, May 27, 2004
Paris in the Spring Late Fall.
My mother is supposed to be home from NC to-day. Very soon, in fact. I am hoping she gets back all right, since she will be driving home at 1am after being on east coast time. That cannot be terribly safe, so I worry a bit. We should have thought about the nasty time differences.
Speaking of the move, and travel in general. Although I don't particularly want to leave everyone, I really do want to go. I know I am going to miss the freeways and the variety of people. I know that more than anything I will miss the mountains and being able to walk to my friends' houses. Right now even, I am starting to miss it. The shadows the mountains make at night, warm summer evenings and walks with justin and benjamin that are outside time.
But there is really not a lot holding me here. I have no love for LA, I loathe litter, and the internet makes communication so easy(but never quite the same, I know). The Mann theatre is nice, there is probably no boba or wannabe "hot spots" (see: Olde Town Monrovia) and nothing at all resembling Olde Town Pas, but I've been here and done this.
My summers have been spent in the Navajo Nation, Yellowstone, Yosemite, Lassen, Big Bear, Santa Barbara, Eureka, Grand Canyon, Lava Beds, Santa Fe, and any other West Coast attraction you could roadtrip to. I've seen most of the Missions, read the historical plaques, and don't particularly care about Melrose. I've seen the frontier and lived the SoCal Life. I'm living the american dream in reverse. "Go east, young woman" and all that.
To go east is to open up a whole new place to explore. There is so much more history, more tradition, more knowledge(and its so much friendlier to pedestrians in general). Even the metropolis of NYC, though it's magnitude is a bit distasteful and intimidating, is far more alluring than another sun-drenched day on huntington beach.
I will miss the mountains, the wooden playground and sambos in santa barbara, my walks, the daffodils I planted, the Grand Canyon, Santa Inez Mission, my Grandma & Grandpa's cemetary, and my people.
I will possibly learn to miss: Nice Movie Theatres, Malls, people who dress funny, Starbucks, Trader Joe's, and other corporate side effects.
I want to see Boston, take the funny historical tours, drink coffee and teas and eat from vendors. Subways will be studied, so I can find my way from Bethesda to DC without help. In DC I will finally see the Smithsonian without being rushed, and get caught in as many sudden showers as possible. Eventually I will see Williamsburg- something I've wanted to do since I was 12 years old. Someday I might succumb to Disneyworld, and it would be nice to see the tiny states and make fun of Rhode Island's size. I am tempted to say that I would like to visit connecticut, but that is because I am still on my Gilmore Girls kick.
When I'm done there, maybe I'll hop across the pond.
-- G 'Bye, Sonya -- . ( 27.5.04 ) .
My mother is supposed to be home from NC to-day. Very soon, in fact. I am hoping she gets back all right, since she will be driving home at 1am after being on east coast time. That cannot be terribly safe, so I worry a bit. We should have thought about the nasty time differences.
Speaking of the move, and travel in general. Although I don't particularly want to leave everyone, I really do want to go. I know I am going to miss the freeways and the variety of people. I know that more than anything I will miss the mountains and being able to walk to my friends' houses. Right now even, I am starting to miss it. The shadows the mountains make at night, warm summer evenings and walks with justin and benjamin that are outside time.
But there is really not a lot holding me here. I have no love for LA, I loathe litter, and the internet makes communication so easy(but never quite the same, I know). The Mann theatre is nice, there is probably no boba or wannabe "hot spots" (see: Olde Town Monrovia) and nothing at all resembling Olde Town Pas, but I've been here and done this.
My summers have been spent in the Navajo Nation, Yellowstone, Yosemite, Lassen, Big Bear, Santa Barbara, Eureka, Grand Canyon, Lava Beds, Santa Fe, and any other West Coast attraction you could roadtrip to. I've seen most of the Missions, read the historical plaques, and don't particularly care about Melrose. I've seen the frontier and lived the SoCal Life. I'm living the american dream in reverse. "Go east, young woman" and all that.
To go east is to open up a whole new place to explore. There is so much more history, more tradition, more knowledge(and its so much friendlier to pedestrians in general). Even the metropolis of NYC, though it's magnitude is a bit distasteful and intimidating, is far more alluring than another sun-drenched day on huntington beach.
I will miss the mountains, the wooden playground and sambos in santa barbara, my walks, the daffodils I planted, the Grand Canyon, Santa Inez Mission, my Grandma & Grandpa's cemetary, and my people.
I will possibly learn to miss: Nice Movie Theatres, Malls, people who dress funny, Starbucks, Trader Joe's, and other corporate side effects.
I want to see Boston, take the funny historical tours, drink coffee and teas and eat from vendors. Subways will be studied, so I can find my way from Bethesda to DC without help. In DC I will finally see the Smithsonian without being rushed, and get caught in as many sudden showers as possible. Eventually I will see Williamsburg- something I've wanted to do since I was 12 years old. Someday I might succumb to Disneyworld, and it would be nice to see the tiny states and make fun of Rhode Island's size. I am tempted to say that I would like to visit connecticut, but that is because I am still on my Gilmore Girls kick.
When I'm done there, maybe I'll hop across the pond.
-- G 'Bye, Sonya -- . ( 27.5.04 ) .