Travel and Parties

I need to get this off my chest first - I have for the most part, abandoned my chai obsession. It started with my displeasure with Starbucks for raising their price to $3 for a small (er, tall) and since I've bought a chai or two, but then I only end up drinking half of it as I forget it in my car wherever I'm going. This is probably a good thing, but in its place, I think I have a newfound addiction to cupcakes. I fear this might be dangerous.

S is away in Spain still, and he's been sending me emails to keep me up to date on his travels. So far, he's been to Portugal and Morocco and parts of Spain - he's on his way to Barcelona now, which I quite want to visit - and it sounds like he's having a lovely time. It's funny, every time we talk about going somewhere, like say, Tokyo, he mentions how he wants to ride the public transportation there (he's kind of obsessed). Now, I know he wants to do other stuff too like check out the cherry blossoms and the temples and the shopping (ok, maybe that's just me)...but as far as I know, this is definitely a key selling point on anywhere he travels. It's a bit quirky, but then I realized, anywhere I went I would totally want to check out the local textile scene and whatever knit events they have going on. For example, there's a knitting workshop in Peru I'd love to attend and one in Ireland as well. That's not to say I wouldn't try to explore as much of the rest of the country as I could, but if a place has a strong history in fiber, I definitely want to delve into it while I'm there.

This past weekend was great. I spent a lot of it working (big story was due today), but the rest was spent knitting, drinking sangria with K, and then going to this great party on Sunday at her boyfriend's place. D and his roommates threw a huge party on the roof of their apartment complete with a DJ, misting machines, and lots and lots of communal food and drink. I accidentally brought these pony Coronas! I thought they were the right size and then when I went to put them in the fridge, I realized they were only 7 ounces! They were cute though - tiny beers for a petite girl. It fits. I met a lot of awesome people at the party, including a couple from SF and a guy thinking about moving out here from NY. I just kept telling him how great it is out here, and eventually I just said, "well, would this ever happen in New York?" He's like "nope!" Exactly.

Today is really clear and beautiful. It must have been particularly windy last night or early this morning, because I could see the mountains on my way to work, and they're usually obscured.