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So long, San Diego

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.

Alas.

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!

San Diego musings

For the second time in as many visits, outside forces have transpired to keep me busier than I would wish in this Southwest oasis of bliss.  I did get outdoors for a couple of hours today, including a long walk and some time by the bay.

Gelato is one of God’s great gifts to mankind.

The Marine Ball is taking place in this very hotel this evening.  Say no more.

Room service prices are outrageous.

I spent $11.50 on a movie tonight.  But Lincoln was so worth it, especially in a respectful theatre filled with adults on a Friday evening.

The conference begins in earnest tomorrow.

And today I finished the first and most involved draft of our new departmental website, to be unveiled in about ten day’s time.

I found a huge hat shop tonight in the Gaslamp Quarter.  I shall go back tomorrow!