My friend V and I are going to Davis this weekend. We are visiting our friends A, R and J. I always love going to Davis. After all Davis was my first home in the United States and I have had some really memorable experiences there. V, A, R, J and a bunch of other Davis friends are like my extended family. In the USA, when you are far away from home and your own family, your relationship with your friends takes on a whole new dimension. Although most of us are now scattered across USA, whenever we get back together its like we were never apart. When you have seen each other, among other things, grumpy, bad-tempered, angry, dishevelled, homesick, weepy, cranky and lived through it, the bond formed is for keeps.
Upon my insistence, we are going to take the Amtrak to Davis. Trains fascinate me! I think among my list of top 10 favorite activities, going on a train with my disc-man and a good book is right near the top. Travelling along with someone is also funnnn! I have already decided on the book (a P.G.Wodehouse) and the music (pleasant tamil music) that is going with me. What I am now worried about is the "punctuality" of V. V is legendary in our friends circle for his ability to arrive late for *any* event. The punctuality-freak that I am, I panic even more than normal people about missing planes/trains/buses, anything. I have already started threatening V with dire consequences if he fails to show up on time for the train we plan to take. Not that anybody's dire warnings have ever had any effect on V's punctuality! Oh well, what the heck - they have trains to Davis throughout the day!
TGIF folks :-))!