The morning after returning home from the big road trip I woke up feeling stressed: Hurry--I need to pack-up and check out by 11:00 a.m.
That said, it is great, albeit strange, to be home. Save a couple of choice meals (Uchi, Café Pasquals, Café Amapola), the food is definitely better. Ah, and the L.A. weather and those gorgeous views and pretty, pretty cool people everywhere.
And traffic. Mistakenly got stuck in Rose Bowl traffic on the way to the gym. What's up with all those orange t-shirts with cows on them? Oh. And why are my gym clothes tight. Oh.