I cut it too close.
After I made it through security (airBART was slow, security line was long) I heard that they were canceling my seat if I wasn’t at the gate right then. The gate was about as far as a gate could be from security. I didn’t make it. I’m now flying through ontario and las vegas on my way home. I’m boarding group B for the first leg, but I’ll be functionally boarding group pre-A for the remaining legs. An annoying end to what has been a frickin’ awesome weekend. (okay, so friday was a little excessively mellow for my taste, but that’s not terribly surprising).
Friday evening, there was the late night Harry Potter with
Sunday, it was east bay, post-wedding brunch. There was a film crew from the local public radio for some restaurant show. It was fun. Then I got to meet
Then today’s annoyance with the late and the canceled ticket. On the whole, a wonderful weekend.
This advances my intent to move back to the bay area at some point in the next several years. It’s simply home to me. While I may grow more into Chicago, it will never have the same feeling to it. As a vegetarian, biking, sex-positive, homo geek, I fit in. To (way over-)generalize, Chicago is for meat-eating, motorist, hetero/closeted/sex-embarrassed sports fans. I have no desire to stare across that gulf day in and day out for the rest of my life.
ever consider Austin?
-DS
I’ve visited. The climate is less to my liking than either Chicago’s or SF’s. And almost all my friends who used to live there moved away. It’s better than many other towns, but not a place I’ve ever seriously considered living.
I think you just managed to describe why I like Chicago more than the Bay area. Interesting, I never quite thought of it in those terms. Mmmm meat! Sex. . . what’s that?