On Sunday we were lucky enough to have a mob of people to whom to bid farewell. And our mob of loved ones collectively covered more than 600 miles to come see us off at Steins, my favorite beer garden in the neighborhood.
Thank you. It is a gift to be sad to leave. We wish we could take a weekend trip with each of you to say a proper good bye, but some pints and raffle will have to do.
As much as California hasn’t felt like home, I find myself leaving a huge chunk of myself with my mob. So again, thank you and come see us in London.