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December 05, 2009
Welcome to California, Indeed!
Our last day in New York was not without a busy schedule. Our flight wasn't until 5pm, so we decided to see friends, go for a walk, have one last latte at Cafe Grumpy on 20th Street, deflate the air mattress, clean the bathrooms, discard the patio furniture (so uncomfortable), deliver the contents of the fridge to our next door neighbours, etc, etc, etc.
We arrived at the airport with time to have a glass of wine. As we sat there, I tried to describe to Chis how I was feeling. I really couldn't. It's a feeling that is very hard to describe. On one hand, anticipation and excitement about California, the daunting task of unpacking and getting settled. On the other hand, missing New York friends, the comfort of knowing where to get things, the crazy energy of the city we both love and adore. We decided that the only word to describe how we felt was "between".
The flight to San Francisco was on Virgin America, which was an awesome experience. It is a long flight, made tolerable with my very own TV screen in the back of the seat in front of me. And a remote control to choose what I wanted to watch. I decided I needed light and silly, so I watched 3 Christmas movies - Home Alone, Christmas with the Kranks, and Deck the Halls. All of these would ordinarily rate half a star, but it seemed fitting for the moment, and before I knew it we arrived in San Francisco. And I had a little bit of the Christmas spirit as a result.
We arrived at the house to discover that someone put a giant sign on the front door. Turns out it was one of Chis' colleagues who had been swinging by periodically to pick up our mail. It made us both laugh and feel very much welcomed. After a long day, it truly was a little bit of magic in our otherwise hectic day.
And for the first time in a week, we slept on a mattress that wasn't inflated, and slept like babies.
Posted by dave at December 5, 2009 05:03 PM