I watched Le Samourai this morning, and understood far more without the subtitles than I did watching a Japanese film recently. A couple of the scenes made me long for Paris and fluency. Sigh. I haven’t listened to Japanese lessons for days, but then I’ve been on vacation and the downtime hasn’t presented itself.
I love it out here in California — the produce, the sourdough, the coffee, the climate, the ocean, the friends, and the family — but I’m going to be glad to get home to my kitchen and its dangerous proliferation of baked goods. Tricky, fabulous New York… what have you done to me? I usually want to stay away from home forever.
Trivia: this postcard was sent to Indio, and I’m staying with someone who grew up in Indio.