3.28.07 / 11:03am
I've Been Thinking AND Drinking
(Sorry, Huey). I think I can safely say that the last week has been one of the strangest I've experienced. Seven days ago, I was still expecting to work for another 4 months, and now I'm making plans to move by the end of April. It's freaky, but it's good.
I spent a nice weekend up in Santa Cruz, just cruising around (ha ha) and trying to get the lay of the land. I drove a lot, I walked a lot, I read a lot of newspapers and almost finished the book I'm working on (The Life of Pi). I also realized how much I love the smell of eucalyptus after rainfall.
I had a great conversation on Monday night over drinks, and it sort of changed my thinking about my plans a little bit. As excited as I've gotten recently about photography, writing is still my first love, and I think I'd be selling myself a bit short if I just jumped straight into photography and left my writing on the back burner.
So I think I'm going to put off any HARDCORE traveling for a little while. Not TOO long, since I need and want to do it, but I think it would be good for me to settle in to the new place, relax, just takes things easy and write. And take pictures. I'm thinking that maybe the best plan would be to sign a six month lease and see what happens. I can always pack my crap up and put it in storage if I want to travel for an extended period of time after that. Besides, I think that there will be many roadtrips to keep the wanderlust satisfied until I pull the trigger on jumping into a much larger and scarier pond. I've found that wriggling out of my comfort zone is a really good thing for me.
I took the 101 down the coast on my way home yesterday. I meandered and took my time, because there was nowhere that I needed to be. I stopped at Pismo Beach and took some photos, and I stopped again in Santa Barbara. I walked down State Street after an afternoon rain shower, and the sun had come out again just as I stepped out of the parking garage. Everything was painted with gold. One strawberry smoothie and some excellent sushi later, I was back on the road.
Now it's time to get on the stick and wrap things up here...
The only bad thing about all of this? I fucking HATE moving.
But it's a small price to pay!
Photo Dump:
I spent a nice weekend up in Santa Cruz, just cruising around (ha ha) and trying to get the lay of the land. I drove a lot, I walked a lot, I read a lot of newspapers and almost finished the book I'm working on (The Life of Pi). I also realized how much I love the smell of eucalyptus after rainfall.
I had a great conversation on Monday night over drinks, and it sort of changed my thinking about my plans a little bit. As excited as I've gotten recently about photography, writing is still my first love, and I think I'd be selling myself a bit short if I just jumped straight into photography and left my writing on the back burner.
So I think I'm going to put off any HARDCORE traveling for a little while. Not TOO long, since I need and want to do it, but I think it would be good for me to settle in to the new place, relax, just takes things easy and write. And take pictures. I'm thinking that maybe the best plan would be to sign a six month lease and see what happens. I can always pack my crap up and put it in storage if I want to travel for an extended period of time after that. Besides, I think that there will be many roadtrips to keep the wanderlust satisfied until I pull the trigger on jumping into a much larger and scarier pond. I've found that wriggling out of my comfort zone is a really good thing for me.
I took the 101 down the coast on my way home yesterday. I meandered and took my time, because there was nowhere that I needed to be. I stopped at Pismo Beach and took some photos, and I stopped again in Santa Barbara. I walked down State Street after an afternoon rain shower, and the sun had come out again just as I stepped out of the parking garage. Everything was painted with gold. One strawberry smoothie and some excellent sushi later, I was back on the road.
Now it's time to get on the stick and wrap things up here...
The only bad thing about all of this? I fucking HATE moving.
But it's a small price to pay!
Photo Dump:
"trying to get the lay of the land"...Major challenge in Santa Cruz, Hobo! There's something about how those roads all kinda change direction, and the river thing you have to get back over is never in the same place when you leave as it was when you came. I *always* get tangled up and turned around in Santa Cruz. Every single time! The good thing is that it's a very cool place in which to be lost :-)Sooner or later, all roads lead to Marianne's ;-)
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