Back in California
Greetings, friends, from California.
It’s been a hectic week, packing up our tropical lives and re-entering California atmosphere. After a few days of nonstop errands and medical appointments, Costa Rica is already a hazy, distant dream. I have quickly adapted once more to four-lane highways and traffic lights, and the crowded parking lot of Target. (Target! I have to admit I missed you.)
It’s been unusually cold along the West Coast; people around here are complaining, but I’m actually enjoying the novelty. The air is crisp, and I’m wearing proper shoes and socks, not the same pair of waterproof orange flip-flops every day. I’ll probably not be as appreciative after a few months of wet chill up in Vancouver, but for now I am feeling cozy.
This week’s post will be short one. I’ve been running around all day and will be again tomorrow. Any spare time I have should probably be spent clearing away the mess in my parents’ living room—the mess that we made when we took over and spread all our possessions around.
Have a happy holiday season with your loved ones! May your days be merry and bright, and may all your Christmases be white.