Things I did for the first time this week:
- Travel to California
- Present on a panel at a conference
- Wear a two piece bathing suit
The last two items weren’t all that traumatic and San Diego—still the only city I’ve visited in California–is just lovely.
I’m here for a conference but I’ve had bits and pieces of free time and I’ve been spending that time running about. Like a true nerd I visited the library first: this majestic structure from 2013 was designed by Rob Wellington Quigley. Note this is the first library I’ve ever visited where customers can bring in their pet dogs.
I asked three different concierges at the hotel about public transportation. They were all quite polite and said “Why don’t you just take Uber?” So, I just figured it out on my own: bought a transit card at the tram station and jumped on some trams and buses and got around just fine.
Balbao Park is full of lovely Spanish-style gardens and fountains and a scrumptious amount of museums.
Old Globe Theatre is in Balboa Park—they were doing a Hamlet about the time I visited, but I couldn’t stay since I had to be up early for the conference.
I did, however, stay to eat my picnic in front of the Old Globe. This picnic consisted entirely of foods stolen from the conference breakfast buffet.
The hotel has an aggressively phallic pool. The first night I slept here I woke up frequently and kept peeking out the window at it—yep, the tip does really light up overnight.
This conference is full of brilliant and charming arts administrators: everyone I meet has a fascinating job at a vital cultural organization. Not only that, but it seems everyone has noticed the phallic pool and I’ve had several conversations about it. Clearly, these are my people.
I’m not shy but I am adverse to speaking in public. After successfully finishing my part of the panel and answering questions from the audience without total humiliation I decided to confront a second fear: appearing in public in a bathing suit. I just bought my first ever two piece (for $14 at Marshalls) and thought, what the hell, why not?
Picture or it didn’t happen, right?
So I here I am off to take a quick dip in the penis pool.
What have you made yourself do lately that scares you?
How I got to San Diego: flight from Chicago.
Where I slept: Grand Hyatt. Price: my job is paying. Recommended: yes.