From Barcelona to San Francisco

I met Vanessa in 2003 when I was traveling with the Cirque du Soleil in Europe (I traveled with them for a year). I found this writers group in Barcelona and the first night I went I thought, “Uh oh. These are not my people.” Then, this red headed woman, wearing a thug cap, rushed in, totally late and flustered and I thought, “Okay. Now we’re talking.” We became super, close friends. Now she lives in San Francisco. I stayed with her for half my time there. One night we went down to Shelter Cove where we made pizza and Sangria.

We went sliding down each other’s legs for recreation.