What I wish I was doing...
Early this morning, I should have been walking to the train station, hiking pack full of clothes for west coast weather, and then heading to the airport. Sometime later today, I should be landing in San Francisco, then meeting my mom at the BART station. On Saturday, I should be spending the day in Golden Gate Park, dancing and singing and loving life while Michael Franti rocks out at his Power to the Peaceful festival. The next 10 days would probably also have me in awe at the Aquarium of the Bay, going on a whale watching tour, kayaking, visiting Alcatraz, shopping at local markets and thrift stores, making meals with my mom and all sorts of other fun activities. I’m so totally bummed that instead of sinking into my seat with a book and my iPod on a cross-country flight, I’m sitting in my office, typing out my dismay on a computer keyboard.
There will be other flights, and more festivals and plenty of days to do all of the things I’ve listed, but this was a trip I’d been looking forward to for months :(
