No really, it’s cold here! The temperate Kenya I made my home the last three months is inconveniently still in east Africa, and I’m freezing my butt off here in San Diego. I don’t know if it was always this cold here (I did spend eighteen years of my childhood here), or if I’m just not used to it. Or, option three… is it global warming?! Where is that searing equatorial sun when you need it? Well I checked, and it’s thirty-one degrees of latitude south! It’s too far, but that won’t stop me from having a good time.

Sara took off to the Bay Area a few days ago to visit her family, and I’ve just been hanging around and celebrating life like I usually do. First things first, I put Gentoo GNU/Linux on my new used Thinkpad T42 and I’ve been busy installing and configuring all the software I imagine makes Bill Gates and his buddies cringe. On Tuesday my buddy Mike and I went and ate some super spicy Thai food and caught up on all the latest gossip. While I was in North County I stopped by Encinitas to take some pictures of our beautiful coastline. Later that night grandma Nadine treated my mom and me to a delectable dinner at Denny’s (a fine establishment if you’ve never been).

It’s still too early to tell if VSO will call us back to Kenya, so I’ll be hanging out in a town near you soon. That is, as long as said town can be reached on a Greyhound bus, baby! Until next time…

Alan