this evening, after an afternoon watching my boy play a soccer game and then an impromptu tennis match with a sporty friend in the richmond fog, i got the urge to go to the library. maya and i hopped on the 48, not realizing the route had changed, and it no longer went near the potrero branch. we had a ride up and over potrero hill, down to 3rd st., then back over the hill again and into the flat mission and 24th st. we got our goods at the library and headed home in the dusk, neon lights starting to come on, kids in soccer uniforms seemingly everywhere. we shared a delicious plate of rice, beans, and fried chicken at usutalan. we stopped to check out a window display with chuckie and two live dogs in pink dresses.
then we continued on, starting to get a little tired. across the street i saw lights were on at la galeria de la raza and thought we would stop in for a minute to check it out. we ended up staying for about 45 minutes enjoying the singer songwriter theresa perez. maya was amazing, she got up and danced right up in the front, all by herself. not completely unselfconscious, the opposite really, because she was very pleased to have everyone watching her and smiling. the musician thanked her for dancing and at one point even stopped singing and said "dance solo" for maya. i was proud.
my daughter is a very good dancer. now there are some big plans to dance in a show, a band, wearing a floor length red ball gown with a diamond necklace and a crown. and white gloved that go up to her shoulders. luckily there is the upcoming hawaiian christmas party at her school, planned by the kids and supported by the teachers.
i got off track a little there. anyway, all this would have been missed if we had hopped in the car. thank you, 48 bus, and thank you foot for not hurting today so i could feel happy walking home through my neighborhood.
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