I first noticed it last night, the aroma of someone cooking. I figured that someone in the neighborhood was barbecuing something. But it was still there this morning when I woke up, even stronger. And then it suddenly occurred to me that the all-pervading smell in the air was The Gilroy Garlic Festival.
It’s not an unpleasant smell, the garlic roasting, but realizing that one will be smelling it all weekend makes it a little annoying. Wish the internet had some kind of way to upload smells.
What’s really amazing about all this is that Gilroy, as the crow flies, is 30 miles from my house. Can you imagine what it must be like for those who live there?
The San Jose Grand Prix is also underway here, about two miles away in the center of downtown. I can avoid going downtown, but I can hear the cars whizzing on the track every so often. Living here in a valley is kind of like living in a big bowl, where smells and sounds just reverberate… I almost feel like I could yell something here and they could hear it on the other side of the city.
