returned from a trip up the pacific coast to mendocino and humboldt counties two nights ago. california is a vast, diverse, beautiful state. some of the scenery mgs and i saw were out of this world. there were several times when i believed that heaven is a place on earth: standing on the shores of “dunes beach” gazing at the distant waves while the sun played peek-a-boo through the fog; anywhere along the coastline where ice whites met algae greens met stone blacks; sitting in a hot, outdoor jacuzzi as cold droplets of rain fell on my face.
it was a vacation from funemployment, but now i need a vacation from my vacation. why does it always seem like there is SO MUCH TO DO?
Will Dao 