Friday, June 10, 2005
Tucson Nights.
Just about the only solace to be found during a Tucson summer is when the Sun finally gets tired and sinks behind the mountains....
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Paris.
I am very excited my good friend from England might be able to visit me while I'm in Paris. He has just returned to England from some adventures in New Zealand, including jumping off a bridge:
Well I'm going to try to call ивелина now. довиждане!
Well I'm going to try to call ивелина now. довиждане!
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
More Friday.
I finally made it over to SF on the BART. I got off on the Embarcadero stop, and began walking up towards Fisherman's Wharf, where my family was. On the way I came across this cool water sculpture:
...and then I came across this interesting sculpture of two faces:
My aunt picked me up and took me the rest of the wat to Fisherman's Wharf where my cousin was selling jewelry that he and my aunt had made. I stopped by for a minutes to get a photo:
We decided to head over to the Exploratorium grounds. On the way we saw a llama (strange city):
We ended up visiting the grounds of the Exploratorium museum. This is the where the 1915 Worlds Fair was held. What is left is the dome that housed the Palace of Fine Arts, as well as a few collanades. Here's a photo of the main dome (which reminds me of Naboo as seen in Star Wars Episode I):
A pretty heron that was bathing in the lake:
After walking around the grounds for a while we met up with my cousin and some of his friends at Kennedy's, the Irish pub and Curry House, where they were serving $2 Guinness. I ended up drinking 3 Guinness instead of having dinner. My aunt and my mother had dinner at The Stinking Rose, a restaurant specializing in garlic cooking.
Later on, my friend Yeliang picked me up from my Aunt's house and we headed out to a dance club with a friend he met on the internet. We ended up finding a club in the downtown area playing techno, and the cover was only $10! We danced away until about 2am, and then drearily drove his friend home to Fremont, which is about 45mins south of SF. Yeliang was so tired on the way home from Fremont that he kept swerving into other lanes. Finally made it home to Berekely around 3:30am. A sleeping bag on a concrete floor never felt so good before.
...and then I came across this interesting sculpture of two faces:
My aunt picked me up and took me the rest of the wat to Fisherman's Wharf where my cousin was selling jewelry that he and my aunt had made. I stopped by for a minutes to get a photo:
We decided to head over to the Exploratorium grounds. On the way we saw a llama (strange city):
We ended up visiting the grounds of the Exploratorium museum. This is the where the 1915 Worlds Fair was held. What is left is the dome that housed the Palace of Fine Arts, as well as a few collanades. Here's a photo of the main dome (which reminds me of Naboo as seen in Star Wars Episode I):
A pretty heron that was bathing in the lake:
After walking around the grounds for a while we met up with my cousin and some of his friends at Kennedy's, the Irish pub and Curry House, where they were serving $2 Guinness. I ended up drinking 3 Guinness instead of having dinner. My aunt and my mother had dinner at The Stinking Rose, a restaurant specializing in garlic cooking.
Later on, my friend Yeliang picked me up from my Aunt's house and we headed out to a dance club with a friend he met on the internet. We ended up finding a club in the downtown area playing techno, and the cover was only $10! We danced away until about 2am, and then drearily drove his friend home to Fremont, which is about 45mins south of SF. Yeliang was so tired on the way home from Fremont that he kept swerving into other lanes. Finally made it home to Berekely around 3:30am. A sleeping bag on a concrete floor never felt so good before.
Friday, May 27, 2005
An Ugly Morning.
Good morning... I've been trying to get out of my friends apartment so that I can visit family again today in downtown SF. Here is a panoramic image of my friends huge apartment in Berkeley (that sleeping bag at the end of the bed is where I am staying)... it had to be made as a panoramic because, in this case, it is so small...
With any luck (sorry, I mean will, Sartre) I'll get showered and get the hell out of here in the next hour... I need some sun badly. 'Till later, ciao.
"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth." -Sartre
With any luck (sorry, I mean will, Sartre) I'll get showered and get the hell out of here in the next hour... I need some sun badly. 'Till later, ciao.
"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth." -SartreAnything?
Hello blogspace (and hello Iva dear). Today (thur.), I spent some time in downtown San Francisco with my mother, my aunt and my cousin. Hanging out with family was very relaxing and fun. We ate some nice Thai food for lunch, browsed the SFMOMA gift shop, and shopped around the Metreon shopping center/movie theatre complex. Here is a pretty garden on the grounds outside the center:
This is a photo of the cool statue that greated us when we arrived at the Metreon. This is my mother, my aunt Marcia, my cousin Max shaking hands with him...
Being the vandals that we are, we did this to the statue...
Sean Penn was in line in front of us at the Metreon theatre where we saw Star Wars Episode III. This is my first celebrity spotting. (And Star Wars III was as good the second viewing.)
I will conclude this blog with a cool internet find: Check out http://kurtwenner.com to see some Amazing!!! street paintings (recomended by aunt Marcia and my cousin Max).
'Till another day, goodnight good internet people (and many kisses for my dear Iva).
"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth." -Sartre
This is a photo of the cool statue that greated us when we arrived at the Metreon. This is my mother, my aunt Marcia, my cousin Max shaking hands with him...
Being the vandals that we are, we did this to the statue...
Sean Penn was in line in front of us at the Metreon theatre where we saw Star Wars Episode III. This is my first celebrity spotting. (And Star Wars III was as good the second viewing.)
I will conclude this blog with a cool internet find: Check out http://kurtwenner.com to see some Amazing!!! street paintings (recomended by aunt Marcia and my cousin Max).
'Till another day, goodnight good internet people (and many kisses for my dear Iva).
"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth." -Sartre
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