Some things I have done on my holidays

[shark_hat]

Walked myself off my feet; seen a flock of green parakeets squabbling themselves to sleep; eaten a fish tostada with black beans, grilled sweet potato and three kinds of salsa; bought a dozen American-size dessert spoons, three secondhand books [1] and a small terracotta horse; walked up a very steep hill and caught a trolleybus (full of little old Chinese ladies) down it; failed to get into Chez Panisse (sadface); sampled my way around a farmers market, ending up buying one white-fleshed nectarine; laughed at sealions (two of them, ORK ORK ORKing at each other- one shoves the other off the raft and into the sea; he swims round, hauls himself out, and shoves the first one off. Meanwhile, the half-grown youngsters on the raft ignore both of them); been bemused by a choice of thirty kinds of granola (Pumpkin Spice is quite tasty); heard many interesting anecdotes about UC Berkeley; had coffee sorbet, Valrhona chocolate ice-cream, coriander and candied orange ice-cream, and darjeeling and cinnamon ice-cream; been soundly ignored by a couple of cats.
When my cousin gets home, we'll start being a bit active...

[1]You've badgered it out of me with your questions, questions- James White, Mercedes Lackey, George Orwell.

Comments

Things I did on my holiday, by S Hat, Aged **

[(Anonymous)]

How did you not get into Chez Panisse? Was it full, or did you look too scruffy (if so, try losing the hat before going in!) ;)

I didn't know that sealions watched the Marx brothers..

I refuse to believe there are thirty kinds of granola. I suspect there are only five, and the other twenty-five are different brands of insulation that didn't make the grade, so they're trying different uses. ("You think people will eat this stuff, dude? Have you gone completely mental!?")

Is it just me, by the way, or does Valrhona sound like the place Valkyries go when they retire from driving the chariots full of warriors to Valhalla?

Glad to hear you're having a good time. Don't get sunburnt - remember you have a melting point of 32 degrees celsius! (Apologies to Messr O'Briain for blatant plagarism).

Re: Things I did on my holiday, by S Hat, Aged **

[shark-hat.livejournal.com]

S Hat aged ***, you mean... *wheezes, waves cane, mutters about young people today*
It was full. The hat was nowhere to be seen.