Barely Blogging and Photo Dump

So rather than bore you with the details of my eats and what-nots over the last few weeks of barely blogging, I’m opting for a photo dump.

I’ve been trying to find better (read: healthier) ways to occupy my time. SO, instead of checking out local dive bars or lying on my couch for 5 hours after work, I’m trying to go for walks/hikes to explore areas that are still new to me. Last week, my co-worker, Nick, and I took the Los Gatos Trail that starts off at Vasona Park and winds up the mountain. The last time I did this, I took the trail from Campbell Park to Vasona Park (which involves NO hills whatsoever). This hike was a little more challenging.

Last Thursday, I went to the Macklemore, Chris Brown, Trey Songz, and Calvin Harris concert. So did 2 of my students. I know this because I ran into them. Awkward.

Last Friday, I went to my first Giants game. It was also the first time I’ve taken the Caltrain to the city. It was also -5 degrees outside and our layers (both clothes layer and alcohol layer) weren’t doing much to keep us warm.

We’ve been soaking up the weather like CRAZY. It’s been perfect – between 75 and 85 every day. It rained a bit today, but the sun is BACK IN ACTION.

I discovered the Mimosa Swirl. Before I moved up to NorCal, Jen was always telling me about “this place called Aqui” that serves industrial-strength margaritas. Well, I’ve had my fair share of them since I’ve been here. But I had never been to Aqui for Sunday brunch when they serve these mimosa swirls (which is essentially just champagne mixed with their industrial-strength margaritas). THEY. ARE. FAB. And ridiculously strong. So you’ve been warned.

I’ve been quite the loyal customer to Philz Coffee. It JUST opened up about a mile away from my work and I’ve already frequented the place FOUR TIMES this week. Before they opened here, I had to drive to Palo Alto or SF to get my fix.

And LAST photo dump – I met my neighbors.

About a week ago, my friend from UniCamp checked in to my apartment complex on FourSquare. He was visiting some of his friends from high school. Random, right? Out of 200+ apartments, I found out that his friends live right next door to me.

So now that we’re all BFF and everything, I invited them over for dinner last night. Not with a knock on the door. Or a text. But with a paper airplane note. #classic

Now I’m at Nook on Russian Hill, passing time until 6PM when I meet Ananth and Kirstin for dinner at Amelie. The last time we all had dinner, my car got towed. Lesson learned. I forked over $15 to park in the lot. WORTH IT.

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Do you borrow sugar from your neighbors? Or, at the very least, do you know their names?

If Macklemore and Chris Brown were going to die in a burning building – and you could save only one of them –  who would you pick and why?