This is a catch-up post for the past week, because I was so sick coming back from my trip. Yesterday was P and I’s anniversary, so we went to the local favorite sushi restaurant where we were welcomed warmly (it was a dark and stormy night, there were not a lot of people there, and they could use an Asian couple in the window table to draw customers).
My dad’s old office was on 73rd and York, so I spent a lot of summers growing up in the area where the plane crash occured Wednesday afternoon. There are ususally a lot of people walking around, especially connected with all of the hospitals in the area. It was a very sad way to go.
Last Thursday through Sunday I was in Las Vegas for my friend’s bachelor party. All I have to say is what happened in Vegas is staying in Vegas. What happened afterwards? I drove with 3 hours of sleep and 3 days of clubbing and I was really suffering. After dropping one of the people at the airport, I drove 300 miles back to Orange County to meet up with Pei. Stopped once at Alien Jerkey in Baker, CA – the best thing going was a very clean bathroom and easy access to Gatorade. Barfed just before picking up gas. Made it back to Orange County at noon and spent the rest of the day sleeping, then awoke to a bowl of homemade pho. P and I made it to the plane finally and came back at 6. Overslept a lot this week. Probably will need this weekend as well to catch up from jet lag.