Just As I Thought

Home Too

I’m home — in San Jose. Weird to call it home, but I realized this past week that is is. Very strange, the feelings of homesickness that were threatening to overwhelm me, but then once I went back to DC those feelings shifted to being homesick for California. Of course, I could just be one of those people who always wants to be in a different place than he currently is.
It was pretty chilly when I got back, putting the lie to my description of San Jose as warmer than DC; still, there was no snow — except, of course, for the mountains surrounding the Santa Clara Valley. The Lick Observatory (pictured above from yesterday) and the Diablo mountain range are blanketed at the top third, when I look at them I feel like I’m in Colorado. It’ll be short-lived, I’m sure, but pretty.
With all the comparisons I’ve been making between DC and the Bay Area in the last week, the Bay Area has won hands down. But I would be remiss if I didn’t mention this tidbit: in Virginia, the gas was running about $2.20 per gallon. Here in California, it’s $3.00 per gallon. $3.25 if you want premium. Virginia wins hands-down on that one.

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