Hasta Manana, amigos

The Treasure Island music festival in San Francisco was really amazing last night. All of you, whoever you are, have to listen to the song "Home" by Edwarde Sharp and the Magnetic Zeros. It was gray and freezing last night, and we woke up in the city to rain. I have to repack everything today, and get a few last minutes supplies for NOLS (sunscreen, chapstick, batteries, peanut butter malt balls). I was actually able to set up two farms in Northern California to wwooff in before Christmas that will take all four of us, and they both sound really gorgeous and rewarding. Tonight we're going out for sushi, and I'm planning on taking a really, really, long hot shower before my month of stink. Mostly, though, I absolutely cannot wait to meet the people on my course, and see Baja! Apparently there's a hurricane, but a little rain never hurt anybody. I love you all so so much, and will definitely write stories and try to figure out pictures (I got a camera) when I get back. Till November 13...