Back to it

I should probably fire this up again after an extended break hitting the Pacific Northwest (Vancouver to San Fran) and then Hawaii. Both trips were incredible, and easing back into Stanford has been relatively painless. Partially, I think, because I've been getting off campus a lot since returning, and partially because the stack of birthday cards awaiting me was a comforting cushion to land on.

I'll let you know about the trips in another post, as there's a lot to cover. In the meantime, a quick mention of the last couple of days, which have been fantastic.

Yesterday we headed to Six Flags, a theme park an hour or so north of San Francisco. It was like being a kid again; there was little or no irony as we threw ourselves onto the rides, and an unnecessary amount of high-fiving throughout the day. Heading back to Stanford, I managed to arrive about three minutes before I was due to be onstage for a breakdancing show. And after that a big night out in Palo Alto.

Today was the absolute opposite; I slept for about 12 hours, cooked breakfast, sauntered around campus in the sun, and finally ended up at a potluck dinner hosted by a breakdancing mate. Very low key and very chilled. Plus we stepped out to a random open-air film sesh in East Palo Alto. So all in all a good weekend. It's now bloody late, though, so I hover to my bed.