back -- for a bit

My trip to Los Angeles was interesting.


I watched a camera test, visited Universal Studios and Disneyland, and discovered that Six Flags is closed during the week in the winter.  (I had hoped to feed my roller coaster death-wish.)


One thing I did discover -- or re-discover: Los Angeles can be as cold and wet in the winter as Salem.  The rain: only for one day.  But the cold was a nightly event.  I had almost forgotten how heavily it can rain in California. 


My memory of living there for a year has edited out most of the negative things.  Or perhaps the positive memories have simply pushed out the few negative moments.


But I am back in Melaque -- for three days.  And then I am off to Oregon for a week.


This Sunday is truly my day of rest.  I slept in until 11.  (I am still feeling the after-effects of that cold.)  When I got up, I simply read and got some matters in order for the trip north.  I decided that a bit of Philip Glass on the CD player would set the correct mood: repetition with slight variations.


It has felt good to return to my little oasis on the edge of the laguna.  Even the mosquitoes seem happy I have returned.


For a bit.