Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Sojourn South



So my girl sab is a bad ass works-from-home surfing action business capoiera-livin may i repeat, bad ass. And we roll down to San Diego to hit up a big business thang. I drive so she can do her lady things and phone calls. We stayed up late and got up late(r) than expected. So i drive and we listen to david bowie singing and screaming about 5 years over and over. And we sing along. Scream along. And smile. And drive down down to diego.Put the car in a garage and walk out into the sun. She goes to meet her people and I go to explore. I walk across town to a bank. it's closed. I walk around. Enough walking that all there's left to be done is have a drink. There's this outdoor debacle with a lifeguard stand at the front entrance. I think of it for a second, walk a bit more and.. "Yes." Here's a place. The design looks damn good. I walk in the door. The bartender looks good too. We smile, it's on... a bit of talking.. he used to live in brooklyn, around the block from me.. Wait this place is Australian. Ah.. My girl sab had said this is the place we were going to meet for lunch. she shows up. we drink a fabulous bloody. two guys sit down at the bar. One had just been with us in the desert. Alright. My people are everywhere.It's quick like this. Friends made in an instant. This new bar friend is a musician. He's playing a hotel pool roof party. Ok. We're on the list. Ok.We go to the car to grab suits and necessary daytime things for people like us and on the way out of the spot someone's on a bike with a broken foot. "How'd you hurt that foot?" "Wanna get a beer?" "Ok." New friends.(Now, I forgot to say on the walk to the garage I'd seen this girl sittin on the steps and she smiled at me.. right as I looked away. And I tried to look back but she'd looked away... and I said, "damn. I wanted to smile at that girl.")So.. new friends go for a beer.. there's my girl from the street. sittin in a chair. And we recognize. Another new friend.So we're rollin 5 deep and we go see our musician/bartender and other really lovely folk singers on this roof, in downtown, and we were in the pool drinking tequila and doing the narlwhal yell and having a fan fucking tastic time. We go for sushi. Good sushi. Fancy sushi and we're yelling in the middle of the room.. just making ridiculous noises.. as loud as we could... and playing spin the bottle at the dinner table.. and people are asking if we can get kicked out, but the waiters love us and we tip and PAY a lot of money, and we grab a room at the nice hotel with the view of mexico and we listen to the radio and laugh and drink and smoke and fall asleep and all share an omlette and coffee room service breakfast and we hug and we kiss and we all go on our ways. Numbers exchanged, happy, happy feelings and I'm left feeling I've got friends everywhere. My people are out there... and I'm coming to find you.
*photo courtesy of samantha casolari
http://www.samanthacasolari.com/

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