That's the theme of my summer.
Dance class and getting drunk make my face the same shade of red. I hate that consequence but I generally enjoy both activities. I'm taking a lyrical jazz class at the Academy of Performing Arts and it's fantastic. It really perks up my Wednesdays.
Last night there was another great find: Gelato Vero Caffe' in Mission Hills. The consistency of the gelato is a little odd but the vanilla bean and gianduia can really rival some of the gelato I had in Florence. As I described it to Po, "It's not better than the best, but it's not worse than the worst in Florence." OK, that is not a glittering recommendation but it means there is now a solution for my gelato fix.
We also went to the San Diego Aerospace Museum at Balboa Park. I really enjoyed seeing this exhibit that shows the evolution of commercial airline carriers. I want to ride in a Concorde someday: less than 5 hours from Washington, D.C. to Nice, France!
You know, it's quite nice being here. Po pointed out that the worst thing that could happen did not happen and so I should be overjoyed. That brought me a lot of clarity. And then I realized that I have not really been over-rationalizing the pitfalls of my life these past few years... maybe I just know how to make the best of every situation! I like being happy, so I do what I can.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 1:54 PM
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