Summer Happenings

Drafts of four more posts about my trip to Japan sit in a folder, waiting patiently for me to finish them.  I want to post them, really I do, but I never seem to find the time.  And, meanwhile, lots of other things have been happening, with no posts!  So, here's a little summary of what's been going on...

Travel

Please, don't leave me!

I've had to travel for work quite a bit lately.  Four trips to Las Vegas in the past two months, along with trips to Fresno, Sacramento, and Omaha.  Indeed, I was traveling so much, that I had to give my poor cat back to my parents for a month!  The Las Vegas trips were all too packed with work to visit family or friends, let alone do many Vegas activities, but there was one night that my colleagues and I were able to sit at a cafe at Paris and watch the fountains at the Bellagio, which was beautiful.  And, one of our presentations was aired on local television, so I'm pretty much famous now.

There have also been a number of trips for fun with Alan.  We went to San Luis Obispo, Santa Catalina Island, and Paso Robles.  All three trips involved getting to know Alan's college friends better, which has been wonderful. I particularly enjoyed Catalina, which has an adorable golf cart parade for the 4th of July. And, I got to try snorkeling for the first time!

Hiking on Catalina.  No one was going to lose us, wearing those shirts.

At a wedding at the Mountain Winery.

Other Fun

In addition to traveling, the past couple of months has been full of hiking, parties, weddings, and good food.  Morgan threw a lovely Great Gatsby party, Alissa had an epic birthday party, and we threw a retro futurism themed Party of... THE FUTURE!  To paint a mental picture, because apparently I'm terrible at remembering to take real ones, think: silly tinfoil costumes, outer space tablecloths, and, of course, Tang.

Tasty, tasty oysters.

Robert and I went on a day trip to Santa Rosa that I really enjoyed. We grabbed oysters at Tamales Bay, ate them al fresco at a park, and then checked out the truly lovely Charles M. Schultz Museum. I definitely recommend checking it out if you're a Peanuts fan.

Mom came up to San Francisco a few weekends ago, which is always a treat.  We spent the day shopping, visiting my office and apartment, and eating a delicious lunch at the historic John's Grill.

Other fun lately included checking out the Maker Faire, learning how to make okonomiyaki, checking out the J-Pop summit in SF Japantown, playing Hobbit Scrabble, and attending an event with Mother Dolores Hart (the actress-turned-nun).

The Bar

No, this section isn't about all of the new drinking establishments I've checked out lately--although, I am rather impressed by the wine flights and lavender crème brûlée at First Crush, a little wine bar around the corner from my apartment.  Rather, I wanted to share that I was unsuccessful on the February administration of the California Bar Exam.  I did get the highest score I've gotten, only 12 points short of the passing score of 1440, which is rather frustrating.  I decided to take the summer off from studying, because, after four back-to-back attempts, I was starting to feel a little burned out.  I am really glad that I made that decision, and had my first real summer in years.  I'll be taking the exam again next February.  I'm not looking forward to it, but I'm grateful to have such wonderful friends and family to support me as I switch back into studying mode in the new year.

Reading

I've been doing a fair bit of reading lately.  I finally set up an account on GoodReads, and have been obsessive-compulsively documenting everything I've ever read.  Chris and I are still doing our wonderful weekly Catholic Skype chats; we recently finished The Autobiography of St. Therese, which wasn't nearly as insightful as I thought it was going to be, and certainly isn't as good as what we're now reading, City of God by St. Augustine.  I enjoyed Gulp by Mary Roach, disgusting though it was.  I joined a new book club, and we had a very interesting conversation about Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg--regardless of the critiques some may have of the book, I've found it to be a great launching off point for thoughtful conversations.  Alan and I have been discussing The Five Love Languages, which has been really interesting.  I love things like books and personality tests that help me to articulate the things I know about myself.  And, as has been the case for far too long now, I am still working my way through A Dance with Dragons.  There are so many more things that I want to read, but no time to read them!

Well, that's all for now.  Future posts to be shorter and more timely!

Japan: May 8, Fushimi-Inari, Gion, Kiyomizu, Heian, Ponto-cho, Highball

We woke up early to take the subway to Fushimi-Inari, an incredible temple with hundreds of torii (gates) forming a huge network of paths built into the mountainside. On our way to the train, we crossed the river using an adorable set of stepping stones, some of which are made to look like turtles. Way more fun than using the bridge, if a bit riskier.

Fushimi-Inari is known for its foxes. Fox sculptures were everywhere! I bought a cute little fox charm for good luck, and some rice crackers shaped like fox heads.

I really loved the orange of the torii, contrasted with the green of the mountain scenery. The torii are each individually maintained, so some look very new, while others are old and in need of a fresh coat of paint. The torii are so close to one another that it forms a tunnel pathway up the mountain, with little breaks here and there for snacks and small temples. We didn't have time to walk all the way to the top, but even from our vantage point, we got a great view of Kyoto.

For lunch, we headed over to an awesome curry place that Alan knows. There was a line out the door, and we had to wait for seats to open up at the counter. It was well worth the wait! Our curry had so many good vegetables, including asparagus and bamboo shoots.

We headed over to Gion, thinking we'd do a tea ceremony, but sadly the place we had picked out was closed on Wednesdays. Nonetheless, it was fun to walk around, and we saw the quintessential Gion sight: maiko riding in a rickshaw!

We walked to Kiyomizu-dera, yet another UNESCO World Heritage Site. We had decided by this point that our new hobby is World Heritage Site spotting. On our way up the crowded streets lined with shops, we stopped for green tea soft serve, which was delicious and a nice way to cool off.

Kiyomizu is nestled in the mountains, and offers breathtaking views of the city and of its main temple and pagoda. It is known for the Otowa-no- taki fountain with therapeutic waters for hand washing and drinking, and we partook. Alan had brought with him an old little charm he keeps on his bicycle for traffic safety, and traded it in for a new one, as well as giving me one for my bike. Definitely cannot hurt, biking in San Francisco!

We donated 100 yen so we could walk through the Tainai-miguri, a pitch black hall that you walk through, guided by following a rope of prayer beads in your left hand, as you contemplate the Daizuigu Bosatsu, whose womb you have figuratively entered. It was surreal to be in a place so dark that you cannot see your hand in front of your face.

From Kiyomizu, we went for a long, but leisurely walk to Heian-jingu, a shrine with a spacious courtyard and a gigantic torii. Along the way, we saw some other temples, a nice municipal park, and many more shops. The courtyard at Heian is all sand, and I enjoyed watching a groundskeeper methodically raking the sand as it neared closing time.

For dinner, we had plans to check out a tofu restaurant on Ponto-cho, a tiny street filled with dozens restaurants right along the river. We had some information about the restaurant written on a scrap of paper, but struggled to find it. We found another tofu restaurant recommended by my Lonely Planet Kyoto app, but tragically, it was closed on Wednesdays. We eventually asked an employee of another restaurant for directions to the first tofu place, and they kindly make a phone call for us and then even walked us to its location! For whatever reason, the tofu restaurant turned out to be a bar, so we again took to the street and wandered around until we found a restaurant on the river that did small plates. The fried pumpkin in miso chicken sauce was awesome, but most of the other dishes were just okay. It was a bit chilly out, but we sat outside on the deck, which gave us a beautiful view of the water.

After dinner, we checked out a bar called Highball so we could sit down and do some postcard writing. One of the only things I actively dislike about Japan is that smoking is still allowed indoors. It wasn't too terrible inside the bar, but once we left, we reeked of smoke. Nonetheless, there was something delightfully international about being in a Japanese bar, listening to American pop music, drinking a Moscow Mule.

Japan: May 7, Katsura, Tenryu-ji, bamboo grove, Kitano Tenman-gu, market streets, gyoza

For breakfast, we ate a selection of delicious pastries we had picked out at a bakery the night before. In a Japanese bakery, you pick up a tray and tongs, and pick out your own pastries. My favorite was an orange donut, followed closely by a pastry with chunks of apple and cheese.

We got an early start, because we had to be at Katsura by 9:50 am for our tour. Katsura is the imperial villa, kind of like a summer home for the emperor's family. It's actually easier to get a tour as a foreigner than as a Japanese tourist, and Alan's mom kindly set up the tour for us.

We took the subway to get there, my first time on it. So much nicer than BART! Green velvet seats, spacious, clean, on time, and generally civilized; I imagine this is what BART would be like if Caltrain ran it.

At Katsura, we filed into a room to watch a short video, and then were escorted into the garden. Our tour was in Japanese, but they provided English speakers with a headset to listen to recorded explanations. I wish I did understand Japanese, because our tour guide seemed to be cracking a lot of hilarious jokes not reciprocated by our dry, British lady in the audio tour.

The garden features a large pond and a number of tea houses. Our tour took us around the perimeter of the pond along a delightful stepping stone path. At the beginning of the garden, a pine tree was planted to block the view of the rest of the garden, so as to save some of the enjoyment for later, instead of seeing it all at once. The tea houses had places for viewing the moon, which is an amusingly specific use. I loved how green the garden was, with bursts of color here and there. It would be wonderful to come back other times of the year to see the garden in different seasons.

We hopped back on the subway to go to Tenryu-ji, the temple of the heavenly dragon. This World Heritage Site sits near the Katsura River, and the Arashiyama Mountains, which made for a breathtaking setting that is very different from the other temples we had seen so far. The gardens were wonderful for strolling through, with plenty of different plants and a lovely koi pond.

The temple is next to an incredible bamboo forest, which may have been one of my favorite things that I've seen. Bamboo is so tall! It was a windy day, and I loved the sound that the bamboo made as it swayed and bumped into each other, a hollow, resonant sound not unlike some wooden wind chimes. It was a peaceful place, and made me wish I had my own bamboo forest.

After stopping for a wonderful lunch of beef udon, we wondered around some shops for a bit, including a crazy shop that exclusively sells organic vegetable and savory flavored hard candy. Intrigued, we paid 500 yen to fill a bag with as many candies as we could fit. The flavors were chestnut,  pumpkin, spring onion, radish, carrot, black bean, and tomato. So far, I've tried the carrot; not only was it tasty, but also it reminded me fondly of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.

Next, we traveled to Kitano Tenman-gu, a shrine that honors Sugawara Michizane, one of Alan's ancestors! The shrine has a number of statues of cows, and you rub the part of the cow's body that symbolizes the good luck you seek.

From there, we went to the market streets to do a bit of shopping. There was so much there... Fans, stationery, hashi, clothing, snacks, tea, tourist traps, high end stores, and even a 100 yen shop. I picked up a number of fun souvenirs and gifts.

After stopping by Obaachan's to rendezvous with Alan's mom, we walked over to Osho, a tiny, neighborhood gyoza shop run by a grumpy old man. This place is definitely not for tourists, or indecisive people, as the man typically demands your order immediately upon entering. We went late, and there was a bit of a lull, so the man was uncharacteristically chatty. Some students stopped in to do the gyoza challenge--30 gyoza and a large order of rice in under 10 minutes! They were not successful. If a student cannot afford a meal, the man lets them wash dishes for an hour to pay for as much as they can eat, which is awesome. It was definitely the best gyoza I've ever had.

Exhausted, we headed home to get some sleep before another full day in Kyoto.

Japan: May 6, Imperial Palace, Nijo-jo, Kinkaku-ji, Ryoan-ji, Kodai-ji

We woke up immensely refreshed. After bathing in Obaachan's old-school square tub with a shower head, we had a breakfast of coffee and Japanese toast, which is thick and fluffy, with butter and marmalade.

We left with Alan's mom to explore the grounds of the Imperial Palace, which is a short walk from Obaachan's house. The palace was a giant building with unassuming architecture. Only the size and the gilded details let you know this was no ordinary place. The palace was surrounded by wide, white gravel roads with light pedestrian and bike traffic. We saw beautiful 300-year old trees, a small shrine, and a pond with koi fish, and listened to Alan's mom's descriptions of growing up there, with the grounds as her playground.

From the palace, we walked to Nijo Castle. Along the way, we stopped at a vending machine, from which I purchased a green grape drink in a can that contained actual peeled grapes inside! At the castle, we met a few of the friends from dinner the night before. I was amazed by how cheap it was to get into the castle, at only 600 yen (about $6); admission to a similarly historic place in the United States would have cost four or five times that.

The castle is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and I can understand why. The Ninomaru is incredibly ornate, with different rooms only accessible by people of different rank. The palace is known for its nightingale floors, which make a delightful little squeaking noise as you walk, to alert the guards to intruders. As was the case at many places we visited, we were required to remove our shoes before entering. There was something extra-special about treading upon those floors barefoot, which made me feel more connected to the past.

The buildings are surrounded by beautiful gardens and a moat. The stone walls were fascinating, with giant stones kept together without mortar. There was a high viewing area, a wonderful vantage point for taking in the city. It was strange to be at a castle, yet surrounded by the anachronistic buildings of modern society.

After Nijo, Alan and I hopped on a bus with the most adorable day passes imaginable. We took the bus to Kinkaku-ji, the Golden Temple, which is aptly named. The temple is completely covered in gold leaf, with a bronze Phoenix on top. It is surrounded by water, which reflects the temple beautifully. I must say, the temple was a bit ostentatious for my taste, but nonetheless was incredible and worth seeing. I enjoyed walking though the surrounding gardens as well, with a tea house, ponds, and many places to thrown coins for good luck.

From Kinkaku-ji, we took a short bus ride to Ryoan-ji, a World Heritage Site with the most famous hira-niwa rock garden. We were fortunate enough to be there when it was not very crowded, so we were able to sit in the front row of the viewing platform for some quiet contemplation of the garden, which has fifteen carefully arranged dark rocks amid a sea of white, raked sand, surrounded by a wall of boiled clay. I really liked the rock garden because it was peaceful, ordered, and beautiful. I also enjoyed the large pond, with gorgeous wisteria trees in full blossom reflecting off the water. Of course, none of this stopped me from disobeying the polite little sign we ran across...

After a delicious dinner of omelet rice, we took a cab to Kodai-ji to catch the final night of the temple light-ups. During the spring, a number of temples open at night with lanterns and lights placed throughout their garden to show off the beautiful trees in a different way. It was gorgeous, especially when the light was playing off the water and making the green of the Japanese maple trees so vibrant.

I nearly fell asleep on the bus ride back to Obaachan's house. It was a long, jam packed day of exploration, and I couldn't wait for more!

Japan: May 4-5, Flight to Japan

After months of planning our trip to Japan--or, as Alan and I came to call it, Japlanning--we finally took our trip during the second week of May!  I'll be posting a separate blog post for each day of our adventure, based on journaling I did during the trip.

Alan came over Friday night so that we could leave together for SFO bright and early. We ordered a pizza from Escape from NY, and decided that, to be proactive about jet lag, we would stay up all night, and then sleep on the plane, because take off was at 6 am, or 10 pm Japan time.  So, we spent the night watching Firefly, playing cards, and generally waiting with baited breath for our taxi to arrive at 4 am.

Our flight schedule was a bit silly. We had a great deal on our Delta flight, but we had to fly from SF to LA, and then back up to Seattle before we could catch our flight to Osaka. We were nervous on our LA to Seattle flight, because the plane took off late due to a mechanical problem that had to be fixed, but we made it with a half hour to spare.

The flight to Osaka wasn't half bad. The plane was huge, a 767 with seats for over 250 people, high ceilings, and plenty of leg room for someone short like me. We tried to sleep until morning time in Japan, but it was difficult to get deep sleep with the noise of the plane, and the excitement of our journey. I hadn't told the airline about Alan being a vegetarian in time (they require 10 days' notice, which is absurd), but fortunately the flight attendant repurposed a little food from first class to put together a meal for him.

To pass the time, we watched the third Batman movie, which was really dark, but excellent. We also played Scrabble (I lost, by a lot), played with our little touch screen consoles, and did a crossword puzzle. Other than that, we chatted, ate food, napped, and gazed out of the window expectantly.

We arrived in Osaka ahead of schedule, and stopped in at the restroom before heading to customs. All of the toilets in the women's room were bidets! I didn't try it out... There were a lot of buttons, and it was all in Japanese. I'm just glad I figured out how to flush.

Customs was easy. I was half-expecting them to ask a bunch of questions, but they just took my fingerprints, a photo, and did the necessary paperwork. We exited the airport to bright sunshine and gorgeous weather in the 70s, and I enjoyed my first vending machine beverage, a small can of Boss cafe au lait, while we waited for our bus (a.k.a., airport limousine) to Kyoto.

The bus was nice, like a chartered bus you'd see in the United States. I enjoyed being able to see some of the city as we drove for 90 minutes, and remarked upon the eclectic layout of the city--apartment buildings next to factories with smoke stacks, next to golf driving ranges, next to single family homes.

We arrived at Kyoto station feeling sleepy, but excited. We found a cab, and Alan explained where we were going; Obaachan's house is near the Imperial Palace, but doesn't really have a house number. The cab driver took us through a number of narrow streets to get there, my first glimpse close-up of the streets of Kyoto.

"Koko, koko!" Alan said suddenly to the cab driver, pointing to a small, two-story house. We were here! We rang the doorbell, and Alan's mom greeted us at the door. Obaachan's tiny face peeked out from the doorway, smiling and greeting us, as we took off our shoes and wiped down the dusty wheels of our luggage before entering.

Obaachan, and her house, reminded me strongly of my paternal grandmother, Nana. Obaachan made us green tea, and we ate mochi wrapped in bamboo leaves, to bring us good luck on Children's Day. Obaachan was warm, with kind eyes and a laugh that put me at ease despite our language barrier.

After settling in a bit, Alan and I left with Alan's mom to have dinner with some of her friends. There were eight of us; I was the only one who didn't speak Japanese, but they did a nice job of trying to include me, and I could pick up a number of things through context. The meal itself was a feast. Plate after plate of food came out from the tiny kitchen window next to our table: three different types of bamboo shoots (in season, and as tender as artichoke hearts), squid, sashimi, salad, tofu, squishy stuff on a small skewer, and at least ten other items I cannot remember.

The group complemented me on my good use of hashi, but I undermined their praise when I dropped half of a piece of steamed sweet potato in just the right way to cause a toothpick-sized skewer resting on the edge of my plate to launch into the air and ricochet off of Alan's mom. Thankfully, everyone found it hilarious instead of mortifying, but that didn't stop me from turning bright red!

The meal, while delicious and with entertaining company, lasted for several hours, which was exhausting for a jet-lagged traveller. Alan and I were practically falling asleep at the table when the meal finally ended, and Alan's mom took us home. We climbed up the steep staircase to the second floor, where our beds were, and fell asleep at once, elated by the promise of tomorrow, our first full day in Kyoto.

Let's Catch Up

Hey gang, I've been on a blogging hiatus for a while!  So many things have happened in the past four months:

I became a full-time, permanent staff lawyer at HomeBase.

I took the CA bar exam, and it felt good.  (Results coming in mid-November.)

I went to Yosemite for Siobhan & Sean's beautiful wedding.

I went to St. Paul for work, and went to the Minnesota State Fair with Molly.

I saw Jim Gaffigan do stand-up at the Mountain Winery for my birthday.

I went to Lake Tahoe to celebrate Morgan's birthday.

I began my San Francisco apartment hunt, which is ongoing.

I went to Seattle to visit Jaki and David (and ran into Saleema).

I went to the Big Game with my dad, and we had fun even though Cal lost.

I could spend an entire post on any of these events, but I think this will have to do.  I'm hoping to be more frequent in my posts in the future!

Phoenix

Last week, I took my first business trip.  I was a last-minute add to the trip.  I was working with two colleagues to prepare for some meetings in Phoenix, and they said, "You know, it would be easier if you would just come with us...  Let's look up some flights!"  And so, I found myself in Phoenix on Tuesday and Wednesday last week.

The intensity of the hot weather in Phoenix cannot be overstated.  It was 108° when I was in town, which is extreme.  As I exited the airport for the first time, I was shocked to learn that even one's eyeballs can feel hot.  And yet, it was freezing in all of the buildings with air conditioners blasting, so my Bay Area instinct to dress in layers nonetheless proved useful.

We stayed at the Hotel Valley Ho, which is a historic hotel in Scottsdale.  The architecture was designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright, and it has an awesome "Jetsons-in-the-desert" feel--that very 1950s concept of the future, mixed with Arizonan elements.

Our meetings went well.  Having spent a lot of time preparing the materials for the meetings, it was great to see our work in action, and meet a lot of our clients.  I should be heading back to Phoenix in early August for another set of meetings--hopefully I'll be able to spend a little more time there and explore the city.

Post-Bar, the Sequel

It's wonderful to find myself in a post-bar exam world again.  The exam went well enough.  It's impossible to tell how I did, of course, but I found myself feeling very calm in the days leading up to it.  I think it helped that I had no jitters about the unknown, having taken it before.  The three-day exam took place at the Oakland Convention Center, so I stayed at the Washington Inn across the street.  It was nice to have such an easy "commute."  There were no surprises during the exam, in contrast to the fire alarm that went off during the July administration.  After the exam, I went out for celebratory drinks and dinner with some Berkeley friends who live/work in the area--what catharsis!

The following week, I used some of my frequent flyer miles to take a lovely trip to D.C.  I stayed with my old roommate Jess at her new apartment, crashing on my old couch.  It was splendid to see some of my dearest D.C. friends, many of whom were able to take off time from work to hang out with me!  Having spent several years in D.C., there was no pressure to see the quintessential D.C. sights--the point was to spend time with friends.  However, we did take advantage of the unseasonably warm weather to walk the Tidal Basin, visit the zoo, fly kites, see the Arboretum, and tour my favorite historical site, Mount Vernon.  It is always delightful to see old friends and pick right up from where we left off.

Since returning to California, I've been spending time with my family, catching up on a backlog of emails and blog subscriptions, and beginning some post-bar projects.  I've started using my Spanish software again, which was one of my New Year's Resolutions.  I've also been cooking more, reading for pleasure, and working on my embroidery.  In fact, yesterday was my dad's birthday, and I gave him this cross-stitched version of the famous Blue Marble photograph of the Earth from Apollo 17, because he loves rocketry and the space program:

Other post-bar endeavors include volunteering more, donating blood, using the yoga classes I bought on Groupon, and getting back into jogging.  I discovered a free iPhone app called C25K Free (Couch to 5k) that provides an eight-week schedule of audio-guided interval training, which has been very helpful in keeping me motivated.

I also plan to spend a significant amount of time helping my parents downsize and clear out the garage, as they are hoping to buy their first home this summer.  All of these things should keep me busy while waiting for bar results and employment!  Although, it's funny...  Just as I came to terms emotionally with the fact that I was still unemployed and taking the bar exam a second time, I got two interviews in a week.  Mysterious.  We'll see what happens, but for now, I'm trusting in God and trying to celebrate the time I have been given.

The 2011 Eleven

2011 was a significant year for me.  Both joyful and challenging, the following eleven events sum up the most consequential moments of the year.

It's Over

I finished the bar exam!  The past three days haven't been too bad.  The essays were fair--nothing out of left field--and I even got a couple of topics that I was hoping for (though, I also got my least favorite topic).  I always enjoy the performance tests, because it reminds me of my past internships.  The big question in my mind is the MBE--I can never tell how I did on the multiple choice.

Yesterday, a fire alarm went off at the Santa Clara Convention Center (where I took the bar exam) with a half hour to go in our morning MBE.  It was pretty ridiculous.  First they told us to evacuate, then they told us to stay put.  It only took a few minutes to get the alarm to stop, but the flashing lights continued for an additional ten minutes.  And, the proctors were all buzzing about, trying to figure out what was going on.  It was rather distracting, but thankfully I only had a couple of questions left at that point, so I wasn't upset when then didn't even give us extra time to make up for the disruption.  I was rather amused that the incident made Above the Law.

At any rate, it's over, and now I can relax and wait for the results (mid-November).  Thanks to everyone for the ongoing support.  Your prayers and encouragement have meant a lot to me these past few months.

I'm excited that I'll be taking a small bar trip with my mommy this weekend to Los Angeles.  I scored tickets to Monday's taping of Conan, and I am really looking forward to it!  I have been a fan of Conan for so long...  It will be great to see him in person!  Plus, Harrison Ford is one of Monday's guests.  We're staying at the Millennium Biltmore, which looks like a swanky place.  I wish I had time to visit SoCal friends while I am in town, but I'll be spending all of my time with my mom, so I guess I will simply have to make time for another LA trip soon.

Thanksgiving Roundup

So many fun things have happened recently!  My cousin Dana was in town for a conference the weekend before last, so we went on a long walk to see all of the monuments and memorials on the Mall at night.  The FDR Memorial continues to be my all-time favorite.  Also that weekend, Cal played Stanfurd in the Big Game.  Alas, we did not win, but Jess and I had a good time at Spider Kelly's in Arlington with Mike, who hosted a pre-game party since he lives right by the bar.

I only had class on Monday and Tuesday, but I was working hard because I had a draft of my Law of War paper due.  So, it was a welcome relief to have the remainder of the week off for Thanksgiving!  I wish I had time to fly home to California, but it takes so long, costs a lot, and I'll be home in three weeks anyhow. I cannot wait to be in the Bay Area next year; maybe I'll host Thanksgiving for my family!

My dear friend Alissa (whom I've known since middle school) made the day before Thanksgiving memorable by inviting me to join her family vacation to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter!  This is, of course, the Harry Potter theme park that is a part of the Universal Orlando Islands of Adventure.  Her family had managed to get free tickets, and included me!  I had just enough frequent flyer miles to make it to Orlando and back, so I flew down on Wednesday morning and made it back just in time for Thanksgiving the following morning.  It was a whirlwind day, to say the least!  We saw the Hogwarts Express, strolled the streets of Hogsmeade, drank butterbeer, ate lunch at the Three Broomsticks, shopped at Dervish and Banges, flew on a hippogriff and even went inside the Hogwarts castle!  It was incredible.  Photos are here.  I would very much like to live there.  If only...

Thanksgiving day was lovely, because Sister Dorinda always hosts a big Thanksgiving dinner for all of the law students who cannot go home for the holiday.  I was most excited about Thanksgiving because it means it's almost time to go home for Christmas!  I'll be back in three weeks.  In the meantime, Jess and I decorated our apartment for the season.

Last night, Jess and I took advantage of the holiday season by going on a nighttime candlelit tour of Mount Vernon, George Washington's home!  I had been there many times, but never at night.  It started off in the lobby with twelve Christmas trees decorated to represent different aspects of George Washington and Mount Vernon.  We then went outside and enjoyed hot apple cider and ginger cookies served to us by costumed actors.  There were large fires in cauldrons, a choir singing carols from the 18th century, and even a Christmas camel!  Then, we went on our tour of Mount Vernon, where we met a guest's female servant, Martha Washington, a female house slave, the Washingtons' granddaughter Nelly, one of the male guests, and a servant in the kitchen.  The actors were all incredible!  There was also 18th century dancing in the greenhouse.  We were very impressed with everything that the tour included, and would recommend it to anyone looking for a study break!  It's only an hour long.  More photos here.

I'm so glad that the weekend isn't over yet, because I have a lot of work to do!  There are many papers to write, but I will try to not let that get in the way of enjoying the season.  Peace, friends.

October

I completely neglected to post last month, which is a testament to the busyness of this semester.  Here are some highlights.

I saw the National Symphony Orchestra perform Beethoven's Symphony No. 9, which was incredible.

I went to Paradise Springs Winery in Clifton, VA, with Brad and Marie, and enjoyed a gorgeous, lazy afternoon in which we were only slightly harassed by bees.

I was an usher at the Red Mass.  I escorted important people (e.g., diplomats from other countries) to their seats, and even got to shake hands with Justice Scalia!

I met some awesome Dominican brothers at an event the CSA held for the Feast of the Holy Rosary.

For Columbus Day weekend, I went to Boston for the first time, and saw Matthew and Tiffany!  Highlights included Harvard Square, the JFK Presidential Library, the Institute of Contemporary Art, the Boston Public Library, the Boston Symphony Orchestra (performing Mahler's Symphony No. 2, Resurrection), MIT, the Freedom Trail, Old Ironsides (a.k.a., the U.S.S. Constitution), the Museum of Science, and apple picking with Theresa. See all of my photos, with lovely captions, here.

I went for a hike with Jess and Gabe at Great Falls Park.  Photos here.

I had a job interview through DOJ Honors to be a judicial law clerk with the San Francisco Immigration Court.  Keep your fingers crossed!

My Fact-Finding Mission officially decided that we'll be going to Jamaica in January to do research related to the repatriation of persons with mental disabilities.

Jess and I saw All's Well that Ends Well at the Shakespeare Theatre Company (and thus, I get to check that off of my D.C. to-do list, yay).

I began to study for the MPRE, the lawyer's ethics exam, which I will be taking on Saturday.

I rallied to restore Sanity!

I went as Brian Wilson for Halloween, and the Giants WON THE WORLD SERIES! Coincidence? I think not.

That's all for now, folks.  November shows no signs of slowing down.  Four weeks until finals?  Madness!

NYC, Part IV

Ooh, David posted photos from the trip! Here are a few of my favorites, to supplement my posts...

In front of the Guggenheim. It was windy.

In the lobby of the Guggenheim.

We found bears at the Met! Go Bears!

The obligatory Wall Street bull photo.

A view of the city from the Staten Island ferry.

NYC, Part III

Sunday morning, David and I made crepes with Nutella and strawberries. I used to make crepes a lot in high school, so I was delighted when David made the suggestion. Mm, Nutella.

We had intended to go to Mass at St. Paul's, the Paulist church in NYC, but the subway failed us, so we ended up going to a service at St. Patrick's. During the collection, David and Daniel were chosen to be ushers, which was rather bemusing.

David and I then went to the MoMA. I was really excited about the MoMA, because I love modern art, but I was not terribly impressed by the first few floors, which featured the contemporary and special exhibits. Part of my displeasure resulted from the decision of the installers to cluster a variety of works by different artists on each wall, creating a collage effect that made it all but impossible to view any one piece independently. It was too distracting. The fifth floor was the best, as it had paintings and sculptures from the 1880s to 1940s. So much good stuff: Picasso, Miro, Matisse, Mondrian, Rothko, Cezanne, Chagall, Dali, Magritte, etc. Oh, and van Gogh's Starry Night is there, which I didn't realize. I was nearly dumbfounded when I saw it, since I wasn't expecting to see it there. It was much smaller than I would have anticipated.

After MoMA, David and I got some dinner, and then he walked me to my bus stop. We said our good-byes, and I took a wonderful nap on the ride home. The weekend was exhausting! It was a lot of walking for someone with a cold, and pretending not to be sick is not the most effective way to heal oneself. I'll probably pay for it this week, but the trip was well worth it. It was a legitimate miniature vacation. There is something refreshing about a change of location, even for a little while. Hm, perhaps I'll have to do some more exploration of this coast.

NYC, Part II

David and I began Saturday morning with some delicious blueberry pancakes and coffee. We then set off for a day of museums! To get to the proverbial Museum Mile, we walked through Central Park. The park reminded me very strongly of Golden Gate Park in San Francisco, and made me feel a bit nostalgic for California. It's too bad that DC doesn't have something akin to Central Park. The National Mall is just a bunch of scraggly grass... Though, I guess the monuments make up for it.

Our first museum of the day was the Museum of the City of New York. As with other museums, I was duly tagged. Honestly, the museum wasn't breathtaking. However, the Legacy exhibition afforded me a different perspective of the city, as it was a photographer's examination of the wild side of the city--that is, its parks. I don't think of greenery when I picture NYC, but it really is more than skyscrapers.

My absolute favorite museum that we visited was the Guggenheim. Wow! First off, I loved the design of the building. One of my biggest pet peeves about museums is when their floor plan doesn't clearly lead you through the exhibits. I hate worrying about missing something. Well, no such issue with the Guggenheim, which is one big upward spiral! It was a bit tiresome to shuffle up a ramp for seven stories, though; by the end, I really wanted to be on level ground. The perpetual balcony created some great people-watching opportunities, as well.

The current exhibit at the Guggenheim features the life works of Vasily Kandinsky, one of the first modern abstract painters. He is fantastic. His use of color was mesmerizing. He had a fascination with the parallels between painting and music, a synesthetic inquiry which resonated with me as a color-graphemic synesthete (I see numbers as having very specific, consistent color associations). For example, Kandinsky apparently associated bright yellow with the blast of a trumpet. As students, we got the audio tour for free, which really enhanced my understanding of his works. The exhibit was set up chronologically for the most part, which allowed us to see the progression of Kandinsky's works, not only through his own biographical story, but also through different periods in history--especially, the world wars. Seriously, check out the Guggenheim's online exhibition.

After a break for lunch, we tackled the Met. Oh, my gosh, the Met is huge. We spent several hours there, seeing everything from African masks to Roman statues to Picasso paintings. It reminded me of the Louvre--the attempt to see everything was futile, but I felt a drive to attempt to see as much as physically possible, to the detriment of my comprehension of what I saw. The Met is a good museum for locals with a membership, I would imagine, but it seems to be a nearly hopeless endeavor for visitors with a limited amount of time.

We gave ourselves a brief reprieve at Starbucks, where we met up with David's brother, Daniel. We were debating between walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and taking the ferry to Staten Island, and the ferry won out. I had a delicious pumpkin spice latte, my first of the autumn season. It was in the 40s and raining the entire weekend, which was not ideal weather for traipsing across the city, to say the least. However, there is something refreshing about this type of weather, and it added something to the tone of the city, with everyone bustling about in their winter coats.

Before we boarded the ferry, we walked down Wall Street, where we saw the New York Stock Exchange, Federal Hall (the first capitol, where George Washington was sworn in), and the Wall Street Bull. It was a little surreal, to be honest. Seeing the NYSE was kind of like seeing the Capitol for the first time--one of those, "Wow, really important stuff happens here" moments.

The Staten Island Ferry was great. We took it round trip without doing anything on Staten Island. Our main purpose was to catch some great sights of the city at night on the water. It was great to see the Statue of Liberty, and we all made jokes on the return trip as though we were immigrants coming to America for the first time. But, seriously, it made me stop and think about the experience of my Polish relatives as they came over. Wow. Here's a video panorama of our view from the stern of the ferry on the trip to Staten Island:

NYC, Part I

I took a bus to New York City Friday morning to visit David at Columbia. I was very excited about the trip, not only because I hadn't seen David in over a year, but also because I'd only been to NYC once before. That trip was centered around visiting law schools, and allowed for only a whirlwind look at the city.

I've been meaning to take advantage of my proximity to other East Coast cities. Indeed, taking a Chinatown bus to NYC has been on my DC to-do list since last year! The bus ride was pleasant, speedy, and uneventful. For those of you who watch Conan O'Brien: We passed through Newark, and I think that Conan's critiques are well-founded.

My bus let me off near Madison Square Gardens. David met me there, and we went for a walk, checking out Times Square, Rockefeller Center, and St. Patrick's Cathedral. At St. Patrick's, we accidentally attended Mass... It was just starting as we arrived! We later realized that it seems that they do Mass continually, because another Mass started up right after ours ended. I enjoyed the atmosphere of the church, because there were a lot of people there to visit, which made the place feel like a community in a way that I haven't seen other cathedrals accomplish. Then again, a guard searched my bag at the entrance, which was a bit of a detraction from that feeling.

It was great to walk through the city. David has a very good grasp of the important buildings throughout the city, and gave me an informal tour as we explored. The tone is very different from DC because the buildings are so much taller; in DC, nothing is allowed to be taller than the Capitol (roughly 12 stories). The pedestrian traffic is more... Intense? Bustling? I can't quite put my finger on it, but there seems to be a sense that everyone has somewhere important to be, and they're nearly late. Basically, it is a city full of rabbits from Alice in Wonderland.

David and I took the subway to get to Columbia. It's not as nice as the Metro, because it is dingy, and seems to have quite a learning curve. I just blindly followed David as to where to go. I'm glad that my daily Metro commute isn't like the subway here.

Columbia has a nice campus. They have a statue of Alma Mater, and she has a little owl hiding in the folds of her robes! I am perpetually surprised by how small some university campuses can be, but I suppose that Berkeley's gigantic campus is the exception, not the rule. The law school building is very nice. They have a lot more random study spots with cushy chairs scattered throughout the building than we do at Georgetown. Their lecture halls are prettier, too. We have a better cafeteria, though, and a nicer campus overall, as our three buildings have grassy quads between them. My California sensibilities still prefer plant life to a formally urban landscape.

David and his brother Daniel have a pretty cool apartment in the grad student housing. They painted some of the walls burgundy and taupe, and have lovely furnishings to complement the color scheme. They're on the first floor, though, which I wouldn't like, because of street noise and such. The apartment layout is a bit odd... Very closed. We were discussing it, and determined that a modern apartment would never be designed like this, as people have such a preference for open spaces.

Friday afternoon, we visited the Studio Museum in Harlem. It is located across the street from the iconic Apollo Theater. The Studio Museum features a contemporary collection of works by black artists. I really liked their Hurvin Anderson installation, which examined the varied use of the space of a barbershop. This was the first museum that we visited, and it taught me a couple of things. First, museums in NYC, unlike museums in DC, are not free. And, second, museums like to give you little buttons or tags to wear, as though you are an animal that they are studying and then releasing into the wild to continue to track. Very strange.

We attempted to visit Grant's Tomb, but it was closed. I was bummed--now I'll never know who is buried there! Instead, we strolled about the city for a little while, then reconvened at the apartment before attending vespers at the Church of Notre Dame. The church had a beautiful grotto (check out this virtual tour). We finished our evening with dinner at a diner, and then watched A Beautiful Mind back at the apartment.

Spring Break

This past week was my much-needed Spring Break. I discovered this week that I really do love the Bay Area. The weather is mild, the culture is thriving, the people are my friends and family. When I left for D.C., I figured that moving to the East Coast would solidify my love of the Bay Area, and it has. This is not to the detriment of my appreciation for D.C., and how glad I am to be living here for another two years. Rather, moving away has shed some light on the subtle blessings that I have enjoyed growing up in the Bay Area.

I spent Monday through Wednesday in Berkeley, which was fantastic. I went to Monday night meeting at ADX. It felt strange to not know half of the girls in the room. I got to have coffee with a lot of different friends, and I was glad to see that our conversations picked up where they last left off, a confirmation of true friendship. FHE at the Alumni House was a lot of fun, and delicious! I also got my Newman Hall fix--I went to Mass, I had dinner at the rectory, and went to Seekers. Seekers was so adorable for making me a sign! A bunch of us went out to Nations afterward, which was great. And, I got to hang out with Robert, who makes me smile so much. :-)

While in Berkeley, I also got a chance to visit East Bay Sanctuary Covenant, a non-profit that provides legal services to immigrants and refugees. I have an offer to intern with them this summer, which I will probably accept. Berkeley kids, you know that one door labeled "The Living Room" on the side of Trinity United Methodist (the church across the street from the RSF)? Well, that door leads to the basement of the church, where EBSC is located! What a small world. I'm still hoping to hear back from some other summer internships, but at least I have one opportunity lined up.

Outside of my visit to Berkeley, I spent my Spring Break in Sunnyvale with my family. It was a low-key visit, which was nice. I got some studying done, but, more importantly, I now feel sufficiently recharged to tackle the second half of the semester. (Finals start in 6 weeks, wow!) This break provided me a chance for a little introspection, since I was continually asked "How is law school?!" My answer is that law school is tough, but good. Last semester was a lot of trial and error, but I feel far more confident about where I'm going this semester. Hopefully, I'll be able to maintain a firm reliance upon God for my strength in these last four weeks of Lent, and last two months of my first year of law school.