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"Ladies and gentlemen. Good afternoon, and welcome aboard Alaska Airways flight 359 to Seattle Tacoma. May I invite you to take a good look outside at the gorgeous hot sunny weather. And say goodbye to it, because the weather in Seattle is heavily clouded, forty-three degrees Fahrenheit [7°C]. Typical Seattle weather."
And up we went, and I looked out over San Francisco Bay and wistfully bid California farewell.
I spent two of my last few days with keikan. He was convalescent and I was still feeling liverish after my mild food-poisoning, so we didn't do much but lounge around and read and go for small walks and cinema trips. (Hot Fuzz, eight out of ten, go see if you have any love of farce or spoof or British comedy.) From there, for a final evening with Lyon and Cinnamon. We cooked a chicken stew, cuddled Nik the ineffably sweet-tempered German shepherd dog, and drank altogether too much wine. My last night in California was spent catching up with jaffa_tamarin, whom I hadn't seen since we met at felder's all those years ago. I also had the unanticipated pleasure of meeting his cute and affable mate krahnos.
Jaffa took me out to the fourth and last national park of my trip, the little Alum Rock Park: steep valley sides, thick brushy woodland giving way to chaparral and grass on the higher slopes. Jaffa, being a keen wildlife photographer (see his dailyanimals), spotted all sorts of critters that would otherwise have completely escaped my notice. "Look, a hummingbird." "Where?" I asked, trying to follow the line of his pointing finger. Eventually I found the little scrap of feathers, pretending to be the tip of a dead branch. "Look, a squirrel," sitting in the leaf-litter, staring at us. "Look, a lizard," lying on the path in a state of near-suicidal apathy.
The afternoon weather was hot and dry, and by the time we got home I was happy to relax into the coolness of Jaffa's house.
He and I and Krahnos went out for supper at a restaurant which was full of policemen, raising money for some charitable cause by acting as waiters to the slightly-incredulous clientele. I had jambalaya, and struggled to eat it all. But now I've got to scoot because tkat is taking me to El Gaucho. *wag*
And up we went, and I looked out over San Francisco Bay and wistfully bid California farewell.
I spent two of my last few days with keikan. He was convalescent and I was still feeling liverish after my mild food-poisoning, so we didn't do much but lounge around and read and go for small walks and cinema trips. (Hot Fuzz, eight out of ten, go see if you have any love of farce or spoof or British comedy.) From there, for a final evening with Lyon and Cinnamon. We cooked a chicken stew, cuddled Nik the ineffably sweet-tempered German shepherd dog, and drank altogether too much wine. My last night in California was spent catching up with jaffa_tamarin, whom I hadn't seen since we met at felder's all those years ago. I also had the unanticipated pleasure of meeting his cute and affable mate krahnos.
Jaffa took me out to the fourth and last national park of my trip, the little Alum Rock Park: steep valley sides, thick brushy woodland giving way to chaparral and grass on the higher slopes. Jaffa, being a keen wildlife photographer (see his dailyanimals), spotted all sorts of critters that would otherwise have completely escaped my notice. "Look, a hummingbird." "Where?" I asked, trying to follow the line of his pointing finger. Eventually I found the little scrap of feathers, pretending to be the tip of a dead branch. "Look, a squirrel," sitting in the leaf-litter, staring at us. "Look, a lizard," lying on the path in a state of near-suicidal apathy.
The afternoon weather was hot and dry, and by the time we got home I was happy to relax into the coolness of Jaffa's house.
He and I and Krahnos went out for supper at a restaurant which was full of policemen, raising money for some charitable cause by acting as waiters to the slightly-incredulous clientele. I had jambalaya, and struggled to eat it all. But now I've got to scoot because tkat is taking me to El Gaucho. *wag*