Burbank!

I'm here! I would have written First Night in Burbank last night, but it took until this morning to get the internet up and netting. Of course I'm tired, but Jenny Lind, XieXie, and I all feel peaceful and sleepy. It was a good drive down here - six hours door to door. XieXie slept on the console, in my lap, on the futon, or in Jenny Lind's bed with Jenny Lind. And he hates car rides! I've taken four or five walks now with Jenny Lind - a wonderful city neighborhood for walking. They have (who are they, I wonder) have black iron benches on the sidewalks and people actually sit in them. Some dour couples, I'm sure wondering what happened to their Marash (my new term for the home we left behind), some happy young people. A couple of blocks down, a bar was televising a boxing match and the bar and the street were both crowded with happy viewers. Too bad it wasn't a symphony, but you can't have everything.

I still don't feel it's all real, but it's all good. Apartment challengly tiny. I already sent my bed back to Sonora to be consigned, since it didn't even fit in the elevator! Ikea here I come. I'd attach a picture, but the thingie that connects my computer to a camera card is still packed. And might be for some time! 

Whew.