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After Saturday night shift, I took a brief nap then woke up to enjoy my Sunday off.
We had two of our fellow travelers, Aaron and Leah, join us for dinner. We feasted and talked the whole evening. Unfortunately the only picture I have is of Bagheera, in an Easter coma.
Monday I was off, so Leah, another traveler named Brittany, and I ventured out for a day of activities.
We went hiking at Hood Mountain in Sonoma county. It was a beautiful day.
Although only 2.8 mi away as the crow flies, the closest winery was Pride winery, and nearly at 30 min drive through winding roads. The drive wasn't bad though, as we had great views and conversation for the ride.
It was beautiful and so grand. The man who took us on a tour was informative and funny.
There's so much to know about wine making! It's a science.
I have previously verbalized dislike toward the taste of red wine, but I can't say that now. When it's good, it's smooth and the taste is multi-dimensional. At least, that's what I experienced when with every sip the tour guide shouted things like, "do you taste the grape, blackberry, oak, tang, sweetness?!?"
I DO! ..and it's delightful.
After the winery and receiving a great list of suggestion for things to do from some of the locals, we had a chilly patio dinner at a place in downtown Santa Rosa. Following that, we nurses parted ways only briefly, for Monday, was a night for jazz.
Oakland is a quick drive from my apartment, under 30 minutes. Perhaps that's because it was 9pm on a Monday night, but it was quick nonetheless.
We had tickets to see famed trombonist, Wayne Wallace, at Yoshi's in Oakland.
Leah had a friend who gave her a gift card for our meal, so I acted like a poor girl in a bar and said to the bartender, "top shelf vodka martini".. She just looked at me puzzled and annoyed and said, "which vodka to you want?" After showing that I clearly don't know which is the tippiest of the top shelf I looked to Leah for advice.
It was strong and I couldn't finish the whole thing, but I sure felt fancy sippin' on that 'tini while tapping my foot to some great music.
The band was so good. We had a great time. I would love to go again.
Tuesday night I worked. Night shift is stealing something from my heart and soul that I hate seeing leave me. The transformation to vampire is difficult and painful.
My complaints could fill an entire life's work of blog posts, but for fear of displaying how petty and discontent I can be, I'll refrain from writing it down. Despite being in a sleepy fog most of the time, I'm trying to use my days off as best as I can, but it's difficult.
Blah blah blah, wah, wah....
Tomorrow morning my friend Laura Haile arrives for a weekend of fun! This is so exciting.
Tonight's shift ain't goin' break me dahn.
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