I’m at the airport in the departure lounge for Southwest Airlines to Albuquerque and thence to Saint Louis. My flight departs in about an hour.
Truth be told, I really don’t want to leave San Diego, such is the utopian and easy feel of this lovely city. Of course I only see the waterfront, the embarcadero, the endless blue sky, the whiff of Pacific out in the distance. And the palm trees.
Saint Louis will be an autumnal brown and gray later today.
But I’m ready to return to teaching, and to contemplate and unpack the many ideas with which I’ve been confronted over the last few days. This has been an intense conference, with provocative, detailed, and mind-scuttling sessions that give me plenty to ponder.
And Thanksgiving is but 48 hours away. I’ll dine with five others at my home for a wonderful meal!