Jet lag, we don't have no stinkin Jet Lag.

I find myself tonight watching hi-def television, drinking Red Trolley Ale, watching No Reservations, and completely full from the carne asada quesadilla. Did I die and go to my version of heaven, no. Did I somehow inherit twenty million pounds from my great dead Aunt in Africa, no. Although I have to say I keep getting e-mails claiming this. What did I do, well I hopped on two planes to LA and then got a ride to San Diego. That's right folks, I'm in the states, and not only in the states, but possibly in my favorite city in the states. Here I find myself recharging after 6 months of being abroad. Here in this place that I called home for so long. It's strange, I feel like I never left, and at the same time feel like I have been gone forever. Why, might you ask did I venture all this way? Well in a single word, marriage. No not my own, a good friend's. I get to watch as he takes the plunge on Sunday, then the next day, and I'm terribly afraid I'll be very hung over, board a plane back to Korea.

After arriving in to LAX and waiting for my ride to remember which parking structure she parked in, I arrived in San Diego. What did I proceed to do, well eat of course. Followed by some old fashioned jet lagged watching of the television and visiting with friends. That was followed up by spending the day at my old Junior High where I subbed for two years. I spent the day there talking to world history students, and visiting and chatting with some of my favorite teachers. I guess if I was to be completely honest I would have to say that these people are my mentors also. From each of them I gathered information on how to run a classroom, how to enjoy the art of teaching, and how to terrify students by being intimidating. I have learned so much from these people, and I can only hope that I become as good of a teacher as they are.

I followed up my day at the school by visiting my grandparents for a little while. It was good to see them. After spending some time talking with my grandparents I proceeded to go back to where I'm staying and catch up on some sleep. Saturday was to be a busy day and I knew that I would need some sleep. Sure enough I was correct. After purchasing several items which will be needed in Korea, I went off to visit my good friends Brian and Audrey. There we had an epic night of indulgence. The night started off with Brian's homebrew stout. Followed by an epic stout which has possibly been the best beer I've had in a few years. It beats speedway stout into the ground. This was then followed by quite simply the best steak I have had in my life. Plain and simple, no chance of even comparing these, it was the best steak of my life. We followed that up, if possible by drinking heavily and smoking a cigar. I have to say that I am sated now, and will give this much to Brian. Goulet sir, Goulet.

Today I head off for Jon's wedding. I don't quite know how I feel about this. I have known Jon forever and a day it seems like. It is just so weird to think of him as getting married. I guess this makes me the last man standing out of the fearsome foursome that emerged from High School. I am the only one who has not been married. Do I get a prize for that? Alas it seems like this weekend will forever go down in history for its whirlwind nature, epic food and drink, and excellent friends. It reminds me why I love San Diego, and how much I miss it. It also reminds me of how much I have in Korea, and why I love it there. Is there a comparision between the two? No. They are both special to my heart in many ways. I am looking forward to being back in Korea, but I know that I will miss my friends, my mentors, and everything that has made me love living in San Diego so much.