Posts Tagged ‘california’

May 22nd, 2009

Part 3 of California Trip May ‘09

The Last Bit of my Vacation

This is the last post of my trip to California that happened a couple of weeks ago. I go back and forth when it is the best time to write my vacation trips. Some of them are right after, others are a couple of months later, and at times I don’t even feel like writing. When the latter happens I think and ponder over the life lessons, but for the most part can’t really see how the trip has changed me in any way.

I talked about the trip up to the ocean shore house. I haven’t talked about all of the activities, for instance: the horse back riding, playing endless hours of Nintendo Wii,  how was it a shock that there were a good handful of the people reading on the trip (I had Reader’s Block after the craziness of last month), palatable dinners with cool people with the t.v. not even a part of the event, a couple of times of quiet-quick-bed-barely-moving sex, starting the day with a beer, and whatever else I’m slowly forgetting. The trip was needed. I still think I need another vacation. I am getting back into my normal routine of waking up early, working out, writing, going to work, and whatever else. I’m still racing home for no good reason. I am watching more t.v., due to the NBA playoffs (I can’t wait for it to be over, so I can eliminate the television as much as possible). I play with my pimp camera. I look at the pictures on the wall that my uncle graciously painted for me. I see all of the things that I have and all of the same things I don’t even use.

My ideal Day

I constantly think of the next step in my life. I want to rest and be alone as much as possible. I want to stop the mundane and do something I get full-gratification from every single day. I don’t know why I think of this, so much now. I think I just have to do it. But, my ideal day, would be me waking up at the time I do (4 a.m.), running 2-3 miles, coming back and writing for an hour, walking the streets of downtown or whatever else that is a mystery to me with my big-ass-bazooka camera over my shoulder. I would take many photos of the buildings, more importantly of the people (homeless and ‘9-5’ers’). I will also bring my flip video and record what was going on around me and interview people as they went on with their busy days. I know for sure I wouldn’t have a watch nor a cell phone anywhere on my body. This is the thing that keeps flashing in my mind.

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May 20th, 2009

May ‘09 Vacation to California (part 2 of 3)

Link to the vacation photos

I haven’t been on a real vacation ever since I went to Japan, which is roughly 2 years ago. I was looking forward to this one because I was going with my girlfriend. We went on a trip last summer to Minnesota, but we didn’t spend much time with each other because she was running around doing activities with her cousins. 

This vacation has been a couple of months in the making. I know my girlfriend needed it and I just wanted to unplug from the ‘9-5’ and relax for more than a weekend. So we picked California, particularly Oakland for a night, and then off to the Mountains (about 2.5 hours away). The drive through Northern California was satisfying, probably because I wasn’t driving, I was also soaking up all of the fresh and breezy air. Oh yeah, we went to California because my girlfriend’s friend husband was celebrating his 30th birthday. 

As we were driving, all I was thinking of was looking over the balcony from the beach house and drinking as much as possible. I didn’t care about the scenery. I wanted to chill, eat, drink, have sex, and that’s about it. But, as I was day dreaming I started paying attention to the road. We drove over the Bay Bridge, which consisted of dirty, nasty, gray water. We went through this one ritzy town, where the locals looked like they enjoyed there quiet, but happenin habitat. We kept traveling on highway 80 or 580 to finally take a detour to the mountain side. The land was clear and flat, as if it was used for farming, as there were cows everywhere to eat, shit, and to look at the cars, trucks, and RV’s pass by. I didn’t know how much longer we had to get to our destination, but I stopped day dreaming and paid attention to the scenery. It was like something from a movie; the elevation kept rising and noticed their were deeps, turns, and mountain passes on both sides of the curvy road. It seemed there were at least 200 turns to get to our destination, I so badly wanted to take over in the driver seat to experience something I have only seen in movies or the television screen. But I stopped acting like I was the best driver ever in the world and enjoyed my time in the passenger seat. 

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