The drive (my 4th now) up to Berkeley was not as fresh as the first three and I got to my destination easily because I knew I had to be in the left hand lane on a certain exit ramp. It was scary stopping in Soledad for petrol (gas.) I felt like I was on the Serengeti during meal time. And I shuddered to think how I would overcome this fear if I got a flat tire or something went wrong with the car. I never felt this kind of fear in Cambodia even though the Khmer Rouge were still known to snipe at people who took the boat up from Phnom Penh, as I did. I never felt this kind of fear when I went out to Tel-Al-Amarna in the deserts of central Egypt to see the ruins of Aknaten's temple-city - and it was mandatory to be escorted out by two policemen carrying AK-47's. However, I know this fear will go away over time with alot of gentle situations and calm observations.
Went to eat sushi in Berkeley. Lovely restaurant! Spoke in Japanese with the chef: the すしやさん。 Delicious sushi that revolved around - known as 回転 in Japanese. But where were all the Japanese customers?
Took a very, very long bath before bed and came out feeling like a 12 year old.
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