Returned

I'm back in San Francisco safe and sound as of Monday morning. My first American meal was French toast with strawberries at IHOP, followed by pizza muffins for lunch and a tostada salad at dinner- thus combining salad and a burrito into one delicious whole. The much anticipated burrito itself was consumed yesterday. It feels good to be home, but strange- as if the past 6 months didn't even happen, everything just feels the same. But slightly altered, almost indistinguishably... or maybe that's still the jetlag talking.

Biggest news is that my brother got engaged over the weekend! I went with my future sister-in-law yesterday to the jeweler's and saw 4 people I knew on the way back home (to Dina's place where I'm crashing).

Still so much processing to do. I keep on wanting to say "ek minute" and other Indianisms, and it's especially strange to be without Benji... To be back in SF, but not in my own apartment, and still living out of suitcases, is kind of a false sense of home. But, it's still great to be here.

More to come.