California report #1

Here I am in LA, California!
Traffic is crazy, weather is great, and it is a lot of fun. However, the best things Americans have came up with (After the declaration of independence) – CARPOOL LINE. It is the most amazing thing ever. People are stuck in the traffic, but you, simply because of your company, are flaying by like there is no tomorrow. Some people are using rubber inflatable people to create illusion of company, others are paying almost 400$ fine for driving there alone. But as for me, I have a company, which is the best thing in itself, and I am beating all these suckers. What could be better?

Big city after all!

I am still not sure how exactly that happened, but I was standing on the street under the pouring rain waiting for the buss that is not going to come. Shortage of bus drivers or something of this kind suddenly made me realize that, what before was just 15 minutes ride in car now is 2 buses and a c-train away– a distance that is going to take me almost 5 hours to overcome. I was standing alone, miserable and wet. I could call Carter, but he is at the date, I could call Clark, but he is at home with stomach flu.
It was a long, long night. Some how, this city all of a sudden grew so big and so cold.
But on the bright side I had never been happier to crawl into my little basement – all wet, tired and miserable, 5 hours, 2 buses and a c-train later.

Perfect Sunday

Some of them were playing a game in the kitchen somebody was napping in the living room; somebody else was reading a book in the rocking chair. Peace was so smoothing that I could do nothing else but soak it in with every pore of my restless mind. I was enjoying something that seemed to be just like every other Sunday afternoon for this family. We just got up from the table and decided that before having a dessert we’ll take a brake. I was hoping that it will be a nice cake. It was one of the girls birthday. I knew that there will be an ice-cream, this family seem to like ice-cream a lot. There was a “happy birthday” tune, ice-cream and cake. I had my tea and somehow everything seemed to be just perfect.
It was a perfect Sunday afternoon with lactose free cake and soy ice-cream. With a girl that can not have dairy, her husband, her sister, her husbands parents, her husbands’ brother, who also happened to be her sister fiancé and my best buddy. The perfect dairy free birthday party for a girl that does not know what the milk tastes like.
They didn’t seem to mind me being there. But what is even more surprising to me, I did not feel like I was invading.

P.S. Picture is completely unrelated, but funny!