After six months hidden in the jungle enjoying the tranquility and peaceful nights listening only to insects and frogs, then waking up to nothing but green (or trapped in an exhaust filled metropolis they call Guatemala City), I returned to my native Oak-town, where my wonderful former roommate, Bob, let me crash for a few weeks. Attached are a few of the highlights. While I was ecstatic to see friends, there's no doubt two and a half weeks was JUST enough and I'm glad to be back now.
To start, I had a great dinner with Julie, Alice, Keith, Renee, and my parents. We made pizza from scratch -- well almost, TJs dough. Attached are a few shots with Julie, Alice and me. Actually, my Dad took a video of us and I figured out how to take some snapshots from it. :)
My stops also included the bakery in SF who's name I can't remember (but they have fabulous bread and a great restaurant -- perhaps boudin's or something like that) as well as the Cliffhouse with Mom and Dad. This was followed by a visit to the Palace of Fine Arts and the Exploratorium with Bob....TONS of fun. (And how often do you get to drink out of a toilet?) On our way, we saw the biggest cruise ship I've ever seen. The sausages you see there are a creation from my father made with wheat gluten. SUUUUUUUPER tasty. Following that are my dear friends Roxann and Neil...was AWESOME seeing you both. The last one (don't ask why the order got screwed up) was coming into SF. I flew out of Texas mid-afternoon, so I flew over the southwest when it was light outside. A BEAUTIFUL flight. (And speaking of Texas, after landing in Houston, I approached CBP wearing the hat I got on in the picture here which was quite entertaining. I think I confused a lot of people. For my med school interview I stuck with the suit, but ditched the hat.)
