fine and dandy and california

I'll try to say some stuff about my trip as hard as I could. Those who have seen my Facebook pictures at least have an idea how it went. We were with old people obviously and that made it extra funny because B and I were considered extra special. But anyway, I'm also having fun being back in New York. The school is fine, I got into an Art class and it's gonna be fun trying to draw as fcking best as I could. And work is fun! I already miss my workmates. I hitched a ride with someone yesterday on my way to work and he told me, "I've never met anyone complaining about going to work late." Well that's me, you know. And anyway it's freezing here, morning classes were cancelled today because of the snowstorm, I'm lucky it's a Wednesday.

On another note, California is heaven for sun lovers like me. Perfect weather, perfect everything else. And for Filipinos like me, it's like you're in the Philippines. They have this city they call Little Manila, and you can go out at 3 in the morning and eat Goto or Tapa. They also have a place like Kokoy's Grille where you can eat Adobo anything. We also had breakfast one time at Chowking and I bought my mom pastillas from both Red Ribbon and Goldilocks. They have Seafood City, a grocery store as big as Rustan's Supermarket in the Philippines. We don't have that here in New York. Philippine stores here are as small as any ordinary deli in the neighborhood. And I won't forget Jollibee! There's not one but a couple of stores around. Crispylicious! =)

Goto. =)

I tried the famous In-N-Out Burger from the West, and my favorite Jamba Juice and although the city isn't as hectic as it is in New York, San Fran's still good. The Crooked Avenue, the ups and downs in the road, the cable car, the bay itself, and other good stuff like going up the hills and taking a view of the whole San Francisco. I also noticed the diversity in California where Whites are no longer the majority of the population, hopefully people would mix because something's not right with exclusivity. I get it, people of different races have different backgrounds but hopefully in the long run, differences could all be weaved together. 

Pictures!

And I won't forget my plane trip on my way back home. I crush my seatmate! He looks like Paolo Nutini. We talked and I learned he's from Brooklyn and he came from Utah from the Sundance Film Festival and he was talking about how he misses his dog and that he's finally gonna rest after parties of selling himself. He's a writer and when we weren't talking yet, he had this sketchpad where I think he writes his poems or something. I love one-time magic! Ha ha. We didn't ask for each other's names. We just talked trying not to bore ourselves out of the five hour flight from Phoenix to New York. 

Until next time. I will travel solo again sooon! (i hope)