I left my heart.

By | March 5, 2011

This is what the public restroom on Alcatraz looks like.

Hello friends! My silence of the past week is owing to my having been in San Francisco, tagging along whilst my husband covered the Game Developers Conference. I did many things and saw many sights and visited just about every museum and art gallery in the whole of downtown and had a grand time. I also learned many things, like MUNI buses will SPEED UP if you are in the street in front of them, and that Alcatraz is at the top of a thirteen-story hill, and they really work hard to terrify you with this information on the ferry ride over. I fell in love with the work of a new-to-me dead artist, Leonor Fini, and quite by accident wandered into an exhibition by Song Dong at the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts where I had my mind blown clean out of my head (and where I blurrily participated). I also ate the most delicious pumpkin curry of my whole damn life, and I even had a bit of serendipitous luck when a reader recognized me on the street and we got to have lunch together (Hi Lyndsey!).

All in all, it was a delicious trip and I think San Francisco and I make very good friends, though I am happy to be back home in Boston. Or rather I will be, once the jet lag wears off.


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