San Francisco

I had a fine fortnight's stay in SF to visit my cousin. I acquired an EM5 camera to do the job. I figured what the heck, if I were to go on a trip like this, the least I could do for myself was to get a hardware upgrade. I did not regret the expenditure. Overall we had fun together, seen the city and done some neat stuff. Heck I even had the opportunity to see the Folsom Street Fair and missed the shuttle flyby (AAARRRGGGHHHHHH~~~!!!!!) I even had a sweet lot of photos alongside a huge pile of jerky and chocolate. It returning from such trips that feels rather bittersweet. On one hand I have the memories to keep me going. On the other, it just makes me long to see more of the world, and knowing just how cloistered I really am. I need to get out more. Funny quirk of being nocturnal: I don't experience jetlag the way most people do. I mean I do get desynched but ultimately I'm actually perpetually jetlagged, so I actually have moments of wakefulness at a more usual time after such a trip. America, I shall miss you. For now.