California Bound – Best Coast Fix

So I’m headed out to California for a vacation next week. It’s been more than six months since I was last over there, and man, do I need my West Coast fix.

It’s not that I dislike the East Coast, but my friends know I have a little thing about the West Coast of the US in general, and California in particular. I love that State (and a significant subset of the people) a little too much sometimes, but in general, California just seems to agree with me on so many levels. I’m flying over to San Francisco on Wednesday, and hanging out with an old friend of mine, whom I haven’t seen in person in over a decade. We’ll see the KFOG fireworks with my good friend Sven, take a day hike in Yosemite, drive down the coast to LA in a Ford Mustang convertible, head over to Vegas, hike in the Grand Canyon, visit Hoover Dam, and go surfing.

Yup, it’s deja vu, I did exactly the same kinds of things this time last year. But why mess with perfection? And anyway, last year, I generally squandered my vacation time indulging in activities designed to make me feel as miserable as possible, all over a girl, but I’m going to try to actually enjoy myself this time around.

Yesterday, while en route to the old (and the new) offices, I saw four California license plates on the highways of Massachusetts, and each time I saw one, as usual, it made me smile just a little on the inside.



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