I’ve always liked the idea of celebrating my birthday for a full week. This year, my dream came true. It included more hugs than I can count and four birthday cakes!
My birthday was Monday, but it started the Saturday before. A hastily made plan for a party fell through, but Nancy and John, new teachers, offered to take me out. First I met some former acquaintances, who gave me birthday hugs before moving on. At the restaurant, we ran into Eric and one of his students and so we all celebrated together with food, beer and some excellent tequila.
We met at a restaurant in El Centro, near the San Francisco church, which was busy with weddings.
Sunday was dinner with the family at a traditional restaurant.
Then to downtown for more fun, music and even a little dancing.
Monday morning, the party continued.
The fourth cake came this morning–a complete surprise!
I'm a professional vagabond. I quit my cubical job in January 2014. Since then, I've hiked the Appalachian Trail, The Camino, and taught English in Vietnam, Turkey, Russia, Spain and Mexico. I'm exploring the world.
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