Hello taco trucks and Priuses,
Hello hyphy dreads and flannel shirts.
Hello berry season.
Hello farmers market.
Hello Blue Bottle, hello Strauss milk from a glass bottle.
Hello expensive cigarettes and cheap muesli.
Hello Muay Thai.
Hello jump rope, hello downward dog.
Hello pit bulls.
Hello Victorians and sky scrapers
of San Francisco in the distance.
Hello sound of trains at night.
Hello sound of kids playing
beneath my bedroom window.
Hello rock n roll shows and dance parties,
Hello art openings and literary magazines.
Hello back porch.
Hello leaves on the tree
and dead plants in the pots.
Hello Mick in pajama pants.
Hello vanity,
Hello bathrobe.
Hello stripped apron and wine notes.
Hello driving,
Hello seat belts,
Hello potholes on 880, arching
up the overpass past the railroad tracks—
Hello building
I’ve got tattooed on my arm.
Hello fog in the morning and fog at night,
Hello fog breaking
in the afternoon light.
And, why not: heading-home jam I can’t get out of my head…
Lonely Girl Travels 
You should come back here, but in the meantime, enjoy the Bay!
Hey congrats on a trip completed so well! Have you got a taste for living abroad now? Already hatching the next big plan?
And are we likely to see any Cambodia articles popping up on other sites soon? Glimpse/Matador I guess…. anywhere else? Would love to read more…
Welcome home lady! 🙂
I found your blog in preparation for a trip to Vietnam. Just got home. I have really enjoyed reading about your travels. Excited to see where you go next.
Wait – how did that go by so quickly???
Loved your poems, both Goodbye and Hello.
Well shes going going back back to Cali Cali….Hope you enjoy every minute of being home and cant wait to hear about the exciting things that are going on back in Oakland.