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2010 in pictures


I am woefully bad at organizing pictures, which I suppose isn't that surprising when you consider the ridiculous amount of photos that I take; but at the very least, here are some highlights from 2010, which started on a bridge in Edinburgh and ended in my dad's Los Angeles kitchen with Iain and Lauren, two of my favorite people in the world (we were shortly joined by two more: Lenora and my dad! That's a pretty good tally for me, since pretty much everyone I care about lives in a different city.) 



a moving birthday!

above: from the awesomely funny Perry Bible Fellowship.

Although my birthday actually is April 2nd, I was so happy - and surprised! - to receive a birthday package in the mail two weeks ago from my lovely sister Maggie. Inside was the best birthday card I've ever seen in my entire life: 


above: my sister knows me well.

And, even more excitingly, BOOKS! more books than I know what to do with!


In case you're wondering, no, most of these are not in fact for me. They're for my awesome pre-schooler students, who have already fallen completely in love with the aptly titled "Banana." But the bonobo book - since bonobos are awesome - and the the two graphic novels were very exciting to see, particularly Unwritten. As a nerd who grew up nerdily obsessed with Sandman comics and embarssing epic fantasy paperbacks* whose covers I always hid whenever I rode BART, I've always been drawn to books that approach similar nerdy themes in smart, original, self-referential ways. Unwritten reminded me very strongly in both atmosphere and theme of the Sandman series,  and I probably finished it in about 20 minutes and then spent the day in that weird good-book haze I always have whenever I finish and yet stop can't thinking about a book I really loved reading. Really you should just read what my sister wrote, but the point is, if you're a huge nerd like me, you will probably love Unwritten. So anyway, apologies for the nerdy outburst - it was very exciting to spend a morning curled up in bed reading comics.


Also in the last month or so, I received not one but TWO belated birthday gifts - both yarn! -  from my grandparents. My grandmother has given me yarn every year for awhile now, and this year she ordered me a few skeins from an online yarn shop. Unfortunately, one of the colors was backordered, so it didn't ship until just recently. At the same time, a gift card to the same shop from last year's birthday - that I'd given up for lost in the mail right about the time we left for China - magically appeared in a package from my mom, tucked in with all the other mail I accumulate. I don't know how it got lost in the shuffle but it was tremendously exciting to find it (and to go crazy shopping for yarn online, which is sort of like being in a candy shop except for string!) So now there are piles of yarn spilling out of the closet and books everywhere - it's very exciting. Best moving birthday ever - thank you, Maggie and Grandma! 

* If anyone wants to fill me in on what's been happening in the late Robert Jordan's now ghost-written eleventy-billion-book long-saga ever since I put down book seven at age sixteen because I could no longer keep track of the labyrinthine political alliances and machinations that were rapidly becoming far more complex than the ones I understood in real life, I'm all ears. 

Cambodia!

In Siem Reap, which is hot and dusty and filled with men perched on their motorcycle taxis waving 'moto, hey lady, moto! where are you going?' wherever you go. I spent both yesterday and this morning making use of my 3-day visitor's pass to the Angkor Wat temple complex, which has been a hot, dry, thirsty and staggeringly awesome experience (this is the part where I wish I could just upload a photo and let that do the describing for me so I don't fall back on words like 'awesome,' which I'm fully aware I've also used to express enthusiasm for the full gamut from morning coffee to America's Next Top Model episodes). April is the hottest month here, and while I wish I had the stamina to be wandering from temple to temple till dark, I've had to wimp out after only a few hours both time (today the heat was mitigated some by being on the back of a motorcycle for a good three hours over bumpy, unpaved red dust roads, so at least there was a breeze even if now I can't walk). Fortunately, Siem Reap itself is a well-established tourist town where it's easy to guiltily distract yourself from building character, with its hamburger stands, internet cafes, cheap foot massage parlors and, best of all - a real bookstore, where the books are all alphabetized and everything. I was so happy to find new books I almost cried, especially after finding a copy of Haruki Murakami's newest book for $5. It's literally a copy of the actual book (though it's bound and looks virtually indistinguishable), which always makes me feel slightly dirty and which seems to be a phenomenon unique to Cambodia and Vietnam - in Laos, I bought an airplane ticket from a man who looked shocked to find out that my Lonely Planet was a cheap Vietnamese copy ('they're bad').

Countdown: two days to go!

Driving on Grizzly Peaks.

In Starbucks yet again, as there is no internet to be had at my mom's place; am becomming quite the Starbucks Wireless connoissuer - Solano has the best outlet-availabilty; Rockridge has better parking but is unreliable. Running out of time here and feeling a bit frantic; stocking up on used books for my eleven hour flight (any recommendations are welcome; right now I've got the Tale of Genji by Lady Murasaki, in the Miso Soup by R. Murakami, Persuasion by Jane Austen, the Cleft by Doris Lessing, and the Quiet American by Graham Greene) and enjoying my second-to-last day of (bad) driving and trying to pick up and re-learn a few Japanese phrases ("Hi, do you speak English? Lovely weather, isn't it? I am bad at Japanese.")

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