Met up with my friend Cora and her sister. Cora and I go back to when I first moved to Seattle, she was the reluctant cox'n for the group I rowed with. We went and had dinner (at La Mamma's, a Pizza restaurant - we couldn't find a decent looking Moroccan place), then a few beers at the California bar. It was good to see someone from home, but left me feeling a little weird, not homesick, but more like feeling like I should be homesick...
