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[indefensibleactions]

finally feeling vindicated

[drnikolatesla]

WHEN WOMAN IS BOSS

An interview with Nikola Tesla by John B.  Kennedy.

Colliers, January 30, 1926.

The life of the bee will be the life of our race, says Nikola Tesla, world-famed scientist.

A NEW sex order is coming--with the female as superior. You will communicate instantly by simple vest-pocket equipment. Aircraft will travel the skies, unmanned, driven and guided by radio. Enormous power will be transmitted great distances without wires. Earthquakes will become more and more frequent. Temperate zones will turn frigid or torrid. And some of these awe-inspiring developments, says Tesla, are not so very far off.

AT SIXTY-EIGHT years of age Nikola Tesla sits quietly in his study, reviewing the world that he has helped to change, foreseeing other changes that must come in the onward stride of the human race. He is a tall, thin, ascetic man who wears somber clothes and looks out at life with steady, deep-set eyes. In the midst of luxury he lives meagerly, selecting his diet with a precision almost extreme. He abstains from all beverages save water and milk and has never indulged in tobacco since early manhood.

He is an engineer, an inventor and, above these as well as basic to them, a philosopher. And, despite his obsession with the practical application of what a gifted mind may learn in books, he has never removed his gaze from the drama of life. 

This world, amazed many times during the last throbbing century, will rub its eyes and stand breathless before greater wonders than even the past few generations have seen; and fifty years from now the world will differ more from the present-day than our world now differs from the world of fifty years ago.

Nikola Tesla came to America in early manhood, and his inventive genius found quick recognition. When fortune was his through his revolutionary power-transmission machines he established plants, first in New York, then Colorado, later on Long Island, where his innumerable experiments resulted in all manner of important and minor advances in electrical science. Lord Kelvin said of him (before he was forty) that he had contributed more than any other man to the study of electricity.

"From the inception of the wireless system," he says, "I saw that this new art of applied electricity would be of greater benefit to the human race than any other scientific discovery, for it virtually eliminates distance. The majority of the ills from which humanity suffers are due to the immense extent of the terrestrial globe and the inability of individuals and nations to come into close contact.

"Wireless will achieve the closer contact through transmission of intelligence, transport of our bodies and materials and conveyance of energy. 

"When wireless is perfectly applied the whole earth will be converted into a huge brain, which in fact it is, all things being particles of a real and rhythmic whole. We shall be able to communicate with one another instantly, irrespective of distance. Not only this, but through television and telephony we shall see and hear one another as perfectly as though we were face to face, despite intervening distances of thousands of miles; and the instruments through which we shall be able to do his will be amazingly simple compared with our present telephone. A man will be able to carry one in his vest pocket.

"We shall be able to witness and hear events--the inauguration of a President, the playing of a world series game, the havoc of an earthquake or the terror of a battle--just as though we were present.

"When the wireless transmission of power is made commercial, transport and transmission will be revolutionized. Already motion pictures have been transmitted by wireless over a short distance. Later the distance will be illimitable, and by later I mean only a few years hence. Pictures are transmitted over wires--they were telegraphed successfully through the point system thirty years ago. When wireless transmission of power becomes general, these methods will be as crude as is the steam locomotive compared with the electric train.

Woman--Free and Regal

ALL railroads will be electrified, and if there are enough museums to hold them the steam locomotives will be grotesque antiques for our immediate posterity.

"Perhaps the most valuable application of wireless energy will be the propulsion of flying machines, which will carry no fuel and will be free from any limitations of the present airplanes and dirigibles. We shall ride from New York to Europe in a few hours.  International boundaries will be largely obliterated and a great step will be made toward the unification and harmonious existence of the various races inhabiting the globe. Wireless will not only make possible the supply of energy to region, however inaccessible, but it will be effective politically by harmonizing international interests; it will create understanding instead of differences.

"Modern systems of power transmission will become antiquated. Compact relay stations one half or one quarter the size of our modern power plants will be the basis of operation--in the air and under the sea, for water will effect small loss in conveying energy by wireless."

Mr. Tesla foresees great changes in our daily life. "Present wireless receiving apparatus," says he, "will be scrapped for much simpler machines; static and all forms of interference will be eliminated, so that innumerable transmitters and receivers may be operated without interference. It is more than probable that the household's daily newspaper will be printed 'wirelessly' in the home during the night. Domestic management--the problems of heat, light and household mechanics--will be freed from all labor through beneficent wireless power.

"I foresee the development of the flying machine exceeding that of the automobile, and I expect Mr. Ford to make large contributions toward this progress. The problem of parking automobiles and furnishing separate roads for commercial and pleasure traffic will be solved. Belted parking towers will arise in our large cities, and the roads will be multiplied through sheer necessity, or finally rendered unnecessary when civilization exchanges wheels for wings.

The world's internal reservoirs of heat, indicated by frequent volcanic eruptions, will be tapped for industrial purposes. In an article I wrote twenty years ago I defined a process for continuously converting to human use part of the heat received from the sun by the atmosphere. Experts have jumped to the conclusion that I am attempting to realize a perpetual-motion scheme. But my process has been carefully worked out. It is rational."

Mr. Tesla regards the emergence of woman as one of the most profound portents for the future. 

"It is clear to any trained observer," he says, "and even to the sociologically untrained, that a new attitude toward sex discrimination has come over the world through the centuries, receiving an abrupt stimulus just before and after the World War.

"This struggle of the human female toward sex equality will end in a new sex order, with the female as superior. The modern woman, who anticipates in merely superficial phenomena the advancement of her sex, is but a surface symptom of something deeper and more potent fermenting in the bosom of the race. 

"It is not in the shallow physical imitation of men that women will assert first their equality and later their superiority, but in the awakening of the intellect of women.

"Through countless generations, from the very beginning, the social subservience of women resulted naturally in the partial atrophy or at least the hereditary suspension of mental qualities which we now know the female sex to be endowed with no less than men.

The Queen is the Center of Life

"BUT the female mind has demonstrated a capacity for all the mental acquirements and achievements of men, and as generations ensue that capacity will be expanded; the average woman will be as well educated as the average man, and then better educated, for the dormant faculties of her brain will be stimulated to an activity that will be all the more intense and powerful because of centuries of repose. Woman will ignore precedent and startle civilization with their progress.

"The acquisition of new fields of endeavor by women, their gradual usurpation of leadership, will dull and finally dissipate feminine sensibilities, will choke the maternal instinct, so that marriage and motherhood may become abhorrent and human civilization draw closer and closer to the perfect civilization of the bee."

The significance of this lies in the principle dominating the economy of the bee--the most highly organized and intelligently coordinated system of any form of nonrational animal life--the all-governing supremacy of the instinct for immortality which makes divinity out of motherhood.

The center of all bee life is the queen. She dominates the hive, not through hereditary right, for any egg may be hatched into a reigning queen, but because she is the womb of this insect race.

We Can Only Sit and Wonder

THERE are the vast, desexualized armies of workers whose sole aim and happiness in life is hard work. It is the perfection of communism, of socialized, cooperative life wherein all things, including the young, are the property and concern of all.

Then there are the virgin bees, the princess bees, the females which are selected from the eggs of the queen when they are hatched and preserved in case an unfruitful queen should bring disappointment to the hive. And there are the male bees, few in number, unclean of habit, tolerated only because they are necessary to mate with the queen.

When the time is ripe for the queen to take her nuptial flight the male bees are drilled and regimented. The queen passes the drones which guard the gate of the hive, and the male bees follow her in rustling array. Strongest of all the inhabitants of the hive, more powerful than any of her subjects, the queen launches into the air, spiraling upward and upward, the male bees following. Some of the pursuers weaken and fail, drop out of the nuptial chase, but the queen wings higher and higher until a point is reached in the far ether where but one of the male bees remains. By the inflexible law of natural selection he is the strongest, and he mates with the queen. At the moment of marriage his body splits asunder and he perishes.

The queen returns to the hive, impregnated, carrying with her tens of thousands of eggs--a future city of bees, and then begins the cycle of reproduction, the concentration of the teeming life of the hive in unceasing work for the birth of a new generation. 

Imagination falters at the prospect of human analogy to this mysterious and superbly dedicated civilization of the bee; but when we consider how the human instinct for race perpetuation dominates life in its normal and exaggerated and perverse manifestations, there is ironic justice in the possibility that this instinct, with the continuing intellectual advance of women, may be finally expressed after the manner of the bee, though it will take centuries to break down the habits and customs of peoples that bar the way to such a simiply and scientifically ordered civilization.

We have seen a beginning of this in the United States. In Wisconsin the sterilization of confirmed criminals and pre-marriage examination of males is required by law, while the doctrine of eugenics is now boldly preached where a few decades ago its advocacy was a statutory offense.

Old men have dreamed dreams and young men have seen visions from the beginning of time. We of today can only sit and wonder when a scientist has his say.

[tragicflapjack]

The tragedy of human imperfections

Isn’t it a terrible feeling to be caught in a situation when you are confronted with, the flaws of your own humanity? To look in the mirror and find what you see to be somewhat, lacking? I think we all have been caught in such a situation before, but it seems to happen most often to me when I am at an airport. It is as if when those sliding doors open up to reveal the large open hallways and high ceilings, the door of my very soul slide opens simultaneously. Those fluorescent lights shine through the temporal plain and pierce through into the spiritual realm to reveal all the dirty crevices of my cavernous soul. I guess it has something to do with the fact that people seem to lose about half their already meager allotment of IQ points as soon as they enter the building. Normally fully functioning, competent adults are reduced to a squinting, head scratching shadow of their former selves as they wander from the one checkpoint to the next to perform the same rituals required by the aviation overlords every time, we humble plebeians want to set foot on one of their sky birds. The sheeple stand in endless queues witnessing some poor, half-deceased looking airport official ask the same documents (usually your passport, boarding pass or both) of every single person preceding them only to be flummoxed by the notion that, they too are expected to handover said documents. They then proceed to make an already unbearable experience even worse for all the luckless souls stuck behind them by frantically beginning to pat down a curiously large number of pockets on one of their several nifty travel packs. Each one is filled with a variety of little tidbits they only decided to bring along since it seemed to fit so snugly in the pocket in the first place. Well, after a small eternity of searching and decorating the airport floor with their personal effects, they manage to finally produce the desired documents and stumble on to the next queue to repeat the process. Here it is time to go on a slight tangent to say that I don’t necessarily blame said sheeple for their seemingly mindless conduct. I do realize that I am a child of the late 20th century and thus grew up with airports, the stale air and monotonous intercom voices forming part of some of my fondest childhood memories. I cannot therefore expect others, the elderly in particular, to know the ins and outs of successfully navigating these admittedly confusing buildings. Though it does beg the question that if we can’t manage to find our way in a single building then what happened to us in the time since our brave explorer forefathers? Sadly though, as human nature would have it, this knowledge does not stop the delightful mix of frustration and sense of superiority to rise up as you zip past the confused masses. When you already have your laptop out of its bag and ready before the guard can even open his mouth and you just imagine him tipping his hat in respect to the single competent traveler, he will probably meet all day, as he blankly stares at you. Now, you are probably guessing that I am referring the intoxicating cocktail of feelings of supremacy and resentment for my fellow human being as being the dirty crevices of my soul. You would of course be dead wrong. No, if only it were. Rather, I consider myself a victim of these very feelings since they set me up for my eventual disillusionment and immediate fall from grace. It was after completing all the required checks that we finally started to board the plane and my sister and I, having a degree in medicine and engineering between us, got stuck in an automatic revolving door. Cursing our luck, we start to move around the little wedge for the sensor to pick us up. As the seconds pass by our frustration turns into lowkey panic as we start to wildly flail our arms about in hope that by some miracle the now clearly broken door would start moving again. Finally, defeated, we turn around and call one of the airport staff to assist us. He stumbles over with an expression between confusion and embarrassment as these two young professionals glare at him for this slight inconvenience. He then, without a word and a somewhat cheeky smile, gives the door a slight push causing It to start revolving again. A silent moment passes as we realize that the automatic door never really was automatic as we looked up to find an elderly couple, who stopped patting down their pockets for their boarding passes, doubling over with laughter (those self-righteous prigs). My sister and I thanked the kind airport official and promptly decided to change our names, flee the country and start new lives as alpaca farmers in the Andes mountains. Farming is a tough life, I’ll have you know, but at least here I don’t have to listen to the mindless dribble of people like CNN’s Don Lemon. I wish that I can tell you that this is the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me on an airport, but it isn’t. I have however, made peace with the fact that I am no different than my simple-minded fellow travelers. I learnt that there is no shame in accidently sitting on the wrong seat on a plane (twice on one flight unfortunately) or that it isn’t the worst thing to ask for alcoholic beverages on a 7am flight. In fact, there is a sort of freedom that comes along with embracing this somewhat flagrant behavior. But, for the love of all that is good in this world, if you ever catch me clapping after the plane landed, please do me a favour and shoot me in the head.

Kind Regards

[nebris]

WHEN WOMAN IS BOSS

An interview with Nikola Tesla by John B.  Kennedy Colliers, January 30, 1926

The life of the bee will be the life of our race, says Nikola Tesla, world-famed scientist.            A NEW sex order is coming--with the female as superior.  You will communicate instantly by simple vest-pocket equipment.   Aircraft will travel the skies, unmanned, driven and guided by radio.   Enormous power will be transmitted great distances without wires.   Earthquakes will become more and more frequent.   Temperate zones will turn frigid or torrid.   And some of these awe-inspiring developments, says Tesla, are not so very far off.                  AT SIXTY-EIGHT years of age Nikola Tesla sits quietly in his study, reviewing the world that he has helped to change, foreseeing other changes that must come in the onward stride of the human race.   He is a tall, thin, ascetic man who wears somber clothes and looks out at life with steady, deep-set eyes.   In the midst of luxury he lives meagerly, selecting his diet with a precision almost extreme.   He abstains from all beverages save water and milk and has never indulged in tobacco since early manhood.            He is an engineer, an inventor and, above these as well as basic to them, a philosopher.   And, despite his obsession with the practical application of what a gifted mind may learn in books, he has never removed his gaze from the drama of life.            This world, amazed many times during the last throbbing century, will rub its eyes and stand breathless before greater wonders than even the past few generations have seen; and fifty years from now the world will differ more from the present-day than our world now differs from the world of fifty years ago.            Nikola Tesla came to America in early manhood, and his inventive genius found quick recognition.   When fortune was his through his revolutionary power-transmission machines he established plants, first in New York, then Colorado, later on Long Island, where his innumerable experiments resulted in all manner of important and minor advances in electrical science.   Lord Kelvin said of him (before he was forty) that he had contributed more than any other man to the study of electricity.            "From the inception of the wireless system," he says, "I saw that this new art of applied electricity would be of greater benefit to the human race than any other scientific discovery, for it virtually eliminates distance.   The majority of the ills from which humanity suffers are due to the immense extent of the terrestrial globe and the inability of individuals and nations to come into close contact.            "Wireless will achieve the closer contact through transmission of intelligence, transport of our bodies and materials and conveyance of energy.            "When wireless is perfectly applied the whole earth will be converted into a huge brain, which in fact it is, all things being particles of a real and rhythmic whole.   We shall be able to communicate with one another instantly, irrespective of distance.   Not only this, but through television and telephony we shall see and hear one another as perfectly as though we were face to face, despite intervening distances of thousands of miles; and the instruments through which we shall be able to do his will be amazingly simple compared with our present telephone.   A man will be able to carry one in his vest pocket.            "We shall be able to witness and hear events--the inauguration of a President, the playing of a world series game, the havoc of an earthquake or the terror of a battle--just as though we were present.            "When the wireless transmission of power is made commercial, transport and transmission will be revolutionized.   Already motion pictures have been transmitted by wireless over a short distance.   Later the distance will be illimitable, and by later I mean only a few years hence.   Pictures are transmitted over wires--they were telegraphed successfully through the point system thirty years ago.      When wireless transmission of power becomes general, these methods will be as crude as is the steam locomotive compared with the electric train.

Woman--Free and Regal        ALL railroads will be electrified, and if there are enough museums to hold them the steam locomotives will be grotesque antiques for our immediate posterity.        "Perhaps the most valuable application of wireless energy will be the propulsion of flying machines, which will carry no fuel and will be free from any limitations of the present airplanes and  dirigibles.   We shall ride from New York to Europe in a few hours.   International boundaries will be largely obliterated and a great step will be made toward the unification and harmonious existence of the various races inhabiting the globe.   Wireless will not only make possible the supply of energy to region,    however inaccessible, but it will be effective politically by harmonizing international interests; it will create understanding instead of differences.        "Modern systems of power transmission will become antiquated.   Compact relay stations one half or one quarter the size of our modern power plants will be the basis of operation--in the air and under the sea, for water will effect small loss in conveying energy by wireless."        Mr. Tesla foresees great changes in our daily life.   "Present wireless receiving apparatus," says he, "will be scrapped for much simpler machines; static and all forms of interference will be eliminated, so that innumerable transmitters and receivers may be operated without interference.   It is more than probable that the household's daily newspaper will be printed 'wirelessly' in the home during the night.   Domestic management--the problems of heat, light and household mechanics--will be freed from all labor through beneficent wireless power.        "I foresee the development of the flying machine exceeding that of the automobile, and I expect Mr.  Ford to make large contributions toward this progress.   The problem of parking automobiles and furnishing separate roads for commercial and pleasure traffic will be solved.   Belted parking towers will arise in our large cities, and the roads will be multiplied through sheer necessity, or finally rendered unnecessary when civilization exchanges wheels for wings.        The world's internal reservoirs of heat, indicated by frequent volcanic eruptions, will be tapped for industrial purposes.   In an article I wrote twenty years ago I defined a process for continuously converting to human use part of the heat received from the sun by the atmosphere.   Experts have jumped to the conclusion that I am attempting to realize a perpetual-motion scheme.   But my process has been carefully worked out.   It is rational."        Mr.  Tesla regards the emergence of woman as one of the most profound portents for the future.        "It is clear to any trained observer," he says, "and even to the sociologically untrained, that a new attitude toward sex discrimination has come over the world through the centuries, receiving an abrupt stimulus just before and after the World War.        "This struggle of the human female toward sex equality will end in a new sex order, with the female as superior.   The modern woman, who anticipates in merely superficial phenomena the advancement of her sex, is but a surface symptom of something deeper and more potent fermenting in the bosom of the race.        "It is not in the shallow physical imitation of men that women will assert first their equality and later their superiority, but in the awakening of the intellect of women.        "Through countless generations, from the very beginning, the social subservience of women resulted naturally in the partial atrophy or at least the hereditary suspension of mental qualities which we now know the female sex to be endowed with no less than men.

The Queen is the Center of Life        "BUT the female mind has demonstrated a capacity for all the mental acquirements and achievements of men, and as generations ensue that capacity will be expanded; the average woman will be as well educated as the average man, and then better educated, for the dormant faculties of her brain will be stimulated to an activity that will be all the more intense and powerful because of centuries of repose.   Woman will ignore precedent and startle civilization with their progress.        "The acquisition of new fields of endeavor by women, their gradual usurpation of leadership, will dull and finally dissipate feminine sensibilities, will choke the maternal instinct, so that marriage and motherhood may become abhorrent and human civilization draw closer and closer to the perfect civilization of the bee."        The significance of this lies in the principle dominating the economy of the bee--the most highly organized and intelligently coordinated system of any form of nonrational animal life--the all-governing supremacy of the instinct for immortality which makes divinity out of motherhood.        The center of all bee life is the queen.   She dominates the hive, not through hereditary right, for any egg may be hatched into a reigning queen, but because she is the womb of this insect race.

We Can Only Sit and Wonder        THERE are the vast, desexualized armies of workers whose sole aim and happiness in life is hard work.   It is the perfection of communism, of socialized, cooperative life wherein all things, including the young, are the property and concern of all.        Then there are the virgin bees, the princess bees, the females which are selected from the eggs of the queen when they are hatched and preserved in case an unfruitful queen should bring disappointment to the hive.   And there are the male bees, few in number, unclean of habit, tolerated only because they are necessary to mate with the queen.        When the time is ripe for the queen to take her nuptial flight the male bees are drilled and regimented.   The queen passes the drones which guard the gate of the hive, and the male bees follow her in rustling array.   Strongest of all the inhabitants of the hive, more powerful than any of her subjects, the queen launches into the air, spiraling upward and upward, the male bees following.   Some of the pursuers weaken and fail, drop out of the nuptial chase, but the queen wings higher and higher until a point is reached in the far ether where but one of the male bees remains.   By the inflexible law of natural selection he is the strongest, and he mates with the queen.   At the moment of marriage his body splits asunder and he perishes.        The queen returns to the hive, impregnated, carrying with her tens of thousands of eggs--a future city of bees, and then begins the cycle of reproduction, the concentration of the teeming life of the hive in unceasing work for the birth of a new generation.        Imagination falters at the prospect of human analogy to this mysterious and superbly dedicated civilization of the bee; but when we consider how the human instinct for race perpetuation dominates life in its normal and exaggerated and perverse manifestations, there is ironic justice in the possibility that this instinct, with the continuing intellectual advance of women, may be finally expressed after the manner of the bee, though it will take centuries to break down the habits and customs of peoples that bar the way to such a simiply and scientifically ordered civilization.        We have seen a beginning of this in the United States.   In Wisconsin the sterilization of confirmed criminals and pre-marriage examination of males is required by law, while the doctrine of eugenics is now boldly preached where a few decades ago its advocacy was a statutory offense.        Old men have dreamed dreams and young men have seen visions from the beginning of time.   We of today can only sit and wonder when a scientist has his say.

http://www.tfcbooks.com/tesla/1926-01-30.htm

[kansascityhappenings]

McDonald’s brings back retro Happy Meal toys to celebrate anniversary

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McDonald’s Happy Meal might be for kids, but officially it’s over the hill.

This year marks the 40th anniversary of the company’s first Happy Meal, the kids meal that helped McDonald’s achieve fast food supremacy. Today, roughly one in every four orders at McDonald’s includes a Happy Meal, according to retail data tracker Sense360.

Each Happy Meal contains the option of a hamburger or chicken nuggets, a side like french fries and a drink. And a toy, some of which have become collector’s items.

McDonald’s is celebrating this milestone by re-releasing some of its most popular toys over the past four decades, including Ty Beanie Babies’ Patti the Platypus and the Tamagotchi. Between November 7 through 11, McDonald’s will sell a “Surprise Happy Meal” in 90 countries that will include the throwback toys.

It’s the latest quick-service restaurant to tap into nostalgia to excite customers. Since fast-food customers are not particularly loyal to any brand, fast-food companies must resort to marketing tactics or wacky food creations to draw in customers.

Here’s a brief history of the Happy Meal:

1979

The Circus Wagon Happy Meal, as it was originally known, launched in the United States in June 1979. The meal included a hamburger or cheeseburger, fries and cookies. Some of the early Happy Meal toys included a McDoodler stencil, McWrist wallet and a spinning top. The box became instantly recognizable with the meal.

1982

After becoming a hit in the United States, McDonald’s expanded the meal internationally. It debuted first in Latin America before hitting Australia and New Zealand.

1984

McDonald’s added McNuggets as a Happy Meal option. The addition inspired a line of Happy Meal toys modeled after the McNuggets.

1991

McDonald’s partnered with United Airlines to offer Happy Meals on some of its flights. The deal ended in 2001.

1998

The first-ever global Happy Meal debuted with Disney film “Mulan.” The meal had identical packaging and toys across 40 countries.

2012 – 2013

As its customers shifted toward healthier eating habits, McDonald’s began overhauling the Happy Meal. In 2012, McDonald’s made the french fries portion smaller, and it added fruit as an option. In 2013, it added milk or juice as beverage choices.

2018

McDonald’s said it would provide cheeseburgers in Happy Meals only upon request. It removed artificial preservatives from some of its entrees and added bottled water as a drink option. The company said that 3.4 billion fruit, low-fat dairy and water items have been served in Happy Meals in the US since 2013.

2020

Starting next year, McDonald’s will add a new reduced-sugar and low-fat chocolate milk option. It has 25% less sugar compared to the previous version.

from FOX 4 Kansas City WDAF-TV | News, Weather, Sports https://fox4kc.com/2019/11/01/mcdonalds-brings-back-retro-happy-meal-toys-to-celebrate-anniversary/

from Kansas City Happenings https://kansascityhappenings.wordpress.com/2019/11/01/mcdonalds-brings-back-retro-happy-meal-toys-to-celebrate-anniversary/

[hawaiigurlinct]

From one side of the Pacific (or okay the middle of the Pacific) to the Other

My baby sister turned 30 this year and my mom and I flew up to San Francisco to help her welcome in her new decade. While I was previously excited to enjoy a fun weekend away, saying goodbye to Emma had me practically in tears and wishing I could just stay home and enjoy a weekend with her. But instead, with tears in my eyes I hopped in my car and drove to the airport. And then I got through security in about 2 minutes and made it to the gate with plenty of spare time and thought to myself, “holy crap…. That’s what it’s like to travel without a kid????” No walk that feels like eternity because Emma needs to help push the stroller (which is therefore unnecessary to have brought because she’s not sitting in it), no unloading an entire household of goods onto the conveyor belt at TSA in case it’s needed for the plane ride. No fretting that while Emma is debating about whether walking through the metal detector is something she wants to do, the line of impatient travelers grows longer and longer. Instead I downloaded a book on my kindle and bought myself an US Weekly magazine. Both of which was unnecessary since I promptly fell asleep as soon as I sat down and woke up when we started descending into San Francisco… since sleep is also a possibility when you are travelling child free.

I primped at the airport, thinking I was going to spend an entire day wandering SFO without getting to check into my room first but miracles of miracles by 9:30 AM I was sitting on my new bed for the next three days. I might have just curled up and taken a nap if I hadn’t taking the time to wash up in an airport bathroom or forewent a LOT of sleep the previous night to plot out an itinerary jammed packed with things to do before my mom and sister showed up at the end of the day. So instead I was off, first-stop:  ferry building.

I had been bummed originally that I wasn’t going to be around on a farmer’s market day since wandering those stalls outside the ferry building is one of my favorite things to do in San Francisco. But since it wasn’t meant to be, I had made myself a foodie tour of the ferry building itself based on recommendations from local food bloggers. I have to say, I had such a good time on my self-created tour I’m glad there wasn’t a market going on to pull me away from the inside of the building.

There was Baked Brie with Fruits and Nuts (special of the day) at Cowgirl Creamery Sidekick Café & Milk Bar, Avocado Toast (half order) at Frog Hollow Farm, Oysters from San Francisco Fish Company and Empanadas from El Porteno.  

And not to leave out the fantastic liquid beverages and dessert at the Ferry Market building, there was a Café Latte from Blue Bottle Coffee (I don’t know if I ever what a different coffee again), a wine flight from Ferry Plaza Wine Merchant (which was drank when it was only 8:30 AM in Honolulu…. Don’t judge!) and a "Secret Breakfast" at Humphry Slocombe.

And because at this that time they were still planning a White Supremacy march in San Francisco for Saturday (what the actual fuck people!)… this poster from Sidekick Café completely made my morning and restored some of the faith I had lost this past week.