Wednesday, May 10, 2006
I'm sad to see that Cody's go, but in a way I also feel guilty. I want to support independent bookstores, but honestly, I do most of my book buying in used book shops or on Amazon. When I lived in Santa Cruz, I never entered the Borders that opened on Pacific Avenue, but continued to shop at Bookshop Santa Cruz and Logos. Now that I'm in DC, I love Politics and Prose, and I even like Kramerbooks, although it's really just not a good venue for browsing. When holidays come around, though, or there is a specific book that I decide I need, I order from Amazon.
But when I'm at home in the bay area, visiting friends in Berkeley, I love to stop in to browse and maybe pick something up at Cody's or Moe's on Telegraph, or the Cody's down on Fourth Street. I'll miss the main Cody's. Let's cross our fingers that the other shops are able to stay open.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
There was that time that the man with the Southern accent was talking loudly about how no one else was talking
On my first day of orientation at
But eventually I did begin to see the difference. It wasn’t necessarily a difference between being in a big city and being in a beach/college town. The friend who had pointed out the difference had been living in
The summer after college, I worked for The Husband’s aunt at a law firm in
On Metro, there aren’t the same casual conversations. Occasionally some tourists will ask me for directions and I may chat with them for a bit about getting around, the museums they want to visit, or places to eat near their hotel. But the casual conversations with other commuters are few and far between—they pretty much only happen when buses are running late or the weather is doing something extreme . Mostly it’s not something I notice, and I don’t mind having quiet commutes.
I’ve noticed it this week, because people seem to be breaking the rules. They are talking to me. I picked up a copy of Isabel Allende’s most recent novel, Zorro. People notice the cover and say something. They want to know about the book. Is it really about that Zorro? Is it the traditional story? Is it good? On Thursday and Friday, every time I got on a train and once when I got on a bus, someone had something to say. And while their questions and comments do take me away from the book (which, like every other story I’ve read by Allende, has me totally captivated), I enjoy this chance to talk with random people. It’s occurred to me that if I want to meet new people, I should just continue to carry this book around with me, tucking whatever I’m really reading inside. But that might be weird.
Friday, May 05, 2006
River Bend Park is much less popular than the park at Great Falls, and the river is wide and calm there. As we walked the trail down toward the falls (less than two miles one way) we enjoyed the views of the river, and we got to see some geese and goslings, and a great blue heron.
Because it was nearly sunny and in the 70s, when we arrived at Great Falls, the park was crowded, making me even more glad that we weren't walking the busier trails south of the falls. We found a picnic table (not easy, as it was just about noon) nibbled on our snack, and after a quick look at the falls, headed back up along the river.
While we were at Great Falls, we stopped in at the visitor's center, where I picked up 60 Hikes Within 60 Miles, so hopefully we will be branching out a bit from Great Falls in the near future.