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(Gasp!)  Sacre bleu!  Sacrilege!  I’ll say it again: Napa is overrated.  Napa may be wine country, but it’s also the country of mediocre, overpriced food, and way, way, way overpriced accomodations.  I used to live there so I base this opinion not just on one or two visits, but on day in and day out of tasting wine, trying restaurants and looking for after-dinner entertainment.  Now, the geography is something to fall in love with: fresh air, rolling hills, beautiful vineyards, a cute downtown.  But when you really dig deep, it’s a facade, a town that wants to be hip and cool and have substance, but – with a few exceptions - it misses the mark.

I just returned from a girls’ weekend and we stayed at the newly built Meritage.  This hotel/spa wasn’t there when I lived there so I was excited to see something new.  The rooms are lovely and the spa was nice.  The restaurant follows suit with other restaurants in Napa, overpriced, mediocre food.  The spaghetti alla bolognese entree was $26.  The hamburger was $14.  The pizzettes were also $14, and the two gals in our group who each got a chicken pizza were less than impressed with the flavors.  Now, it’s not the price per se that bothers me.  If I had a burger and when I took a bite of it, I exclaimed to myself and those around me, “This is the most amazing burger I have had in my entire life!”, I wouldn’t mind paying $14 for it.  But I didn’t say that.  In fact, I had asked for mine medium well, and when it was sent out to me still mooing, I had to send it back for a second setup.  I will say, the fries were delicious.  But I’m certainly hoping to get more than fries for my $14. 

Most of the food in Napa is like this.  The restaurant will have great ambience, great decor, great menus, impressive prices, but they simply can’t deliver impressive tastes.  One little restaurant is the exception, and I’ve had at least three good meals there now.  It’s called Uva Trattoria.  Nine of us ate dinner there on Saturday evening.  Their prices are very reasonable for both wine and food, and the food is delicious and satisfying.  The highlight was a filet mignon entree served with garlic mashers and creamed spinach for only $26.  Now that’s a meal – and a deal!  The lowlight was the ravioli entree half-order which turned out to be just three raviolis and arrived on an appetizer plate.  It was improved on by the very scrumptious desserts.  I highly recommend this restaurant which has live music about 9pm. 

Anyway, I know a lot of people romanticize Napa and name-drop wines as if they were celebrities, but I don’t buy the hype.  I can duplicate the Napa weekend at Santana Row in San Jose for less money and more fun.  First of all, the same type of room we stayed in at the Meritage for over $400/room (two queen beds, one bathroom, view of the parking lot), would be just $199 at Hotel Valencia, a very cool and hip hotel right on the Row.  The Burke Williams Spa in the Valencia is the best spa I’ve ever been to.  The V-bar inside the Valencia is very, very hip.  The bar at the Meritage wasn’t even playing any background music on Saturday night, and had all the lights on…never a good look for a bar or the people in it.  And, there’s a ton of eating options on the Row, from inexpensive cafes to fine dining.  And what about the shopping on the Row?  Enough to keep you occupied for at least a couple days.  AND, you can even go dancing at night on the Row at a few different locations!  The town of Napa specifically refuses permits for nightclubs in the city.  What’s up with that?  No dancing allowed in the wine country?  Only grape stompin’, no jumpin’ and jivin’.

The Meritage is not a hotel for the late-night group either.  Since Napa has no nightlife, we retreated to the hotel after dinner.  The pool area closes at 10pm but there were some embers still giving off heat in the fire pit inside the gates so five of us went to sit by them.  It lasted about 15 mintues before the security apologetically kicked us out because “other patrons wanted to be inside the pool area too, and it wasn’t fair” that we were in there.  So, we sat out on the patio area just outside the lobby, where two other groups of people also were sitting and chatting amongst themselves. (One group was a 30th birthday party and they told us they had already been reprimanded for being too loud out on the patio area.  This was about 10:30pm.)  But we, and the other groups of people, only lasted about another 20 minutes before security again came and kicked us “out” of the patio area because they had received too many complaints about the noise.  (The patio off the lobby and pool are in a courtyard and there are hotel rooms with windows facing the courtyard and pool area.)  The staff at the Meritage was always courteous and polite and you could tell they felt bad about having to be the party poopers.  (Thanks, John, for the excellent shuttle service to and from town!)

I guess I just write this to manage the expectations of the Napa traveller.  It is a gorgeous place to visit, just be prepared to shell out some serious cash during your visit.

If you’re going, don’t miss Artesa winery.  Off the beaten path with breathtaking views and absolutely delicious wine.  Sit on the patio, crack open a bottle of Chardonnay, and on a sunny, clear day, you can see all the way to San Francisco.

It occurred to me today that there is a whole generation of kids growing up on GPS that may very well never learn to read a map or know North from South.  How crazy is that?  It’s like in Back to the Future 3 when we see that technology has taken over so many menial tasks, it’s negatively affecting the human species.  Just think about our grandparents who didn’t grow up with calculators, TV, computers, the internet, GPS, cell phones, e-tickets, e-mail.  They actually had to write letters (a dying art), figure out directions for themselves and ahead of time, and figure out how to get un-lost if lost, without using a cell phone, or pay phone for that matter.  They didn’t have news 24/7, and weren’t able to “go online” to find out, well, pretty much anything they had questions about. 

I’m starting to really worry about the younger generations.  Will their lives be blessed because of progress or eventually hurt by it?  They won’t be required to learn how to read a map or do long-hand math or correspond by snail-mail.  Seriously, how do we learn survival skills when the answer to the problem is to make a call on the cell phone, or send a text message to Google through the phone for directions, or movie times, or word definitions.  Is it creating a new kind of resourcefulness or an unhealthy reliance on the wizard behind the curtain? 

Getting directions today means getting the address and either punching it into the GPS or into Yahoo/Google maps and printing out the directions to take with you.  If we get lost even in spite of those two methods, we can always use our cell phones to help us get unlost.  I know I’m too dependant on, or maybe it’s “addicted to,” my GPS, but I consider myself exceptional with directional sense and a map.  I learned that stuff pre-GPS, probably from my parents, because they love maps too.  (My sister, the only other person who reads this blog, is also very keen on maps.)  Even so, I get a little panicky when I don’t have the GPS.  In the old days (ok, my childhood), I don’t think we panicked when we got lost.  Or maybe I did, and my current dependancy on the GPS is based on my childhood fears of getting lost. 

At any rate, I think we’re at a pivotal point in our culture.  It could be the moment in time when we offload so many tasks to technology and machines that it begins to dumb down the human race.  I mean, really, if you don’t use it, you lose it, right?  If you don’t exercise, your muscles shrink.  If we don’t use our brains, they’ll get weaker, right?  What if machines really do start to take over??  Ahhhhhhh!  This could be an episode of the Twilight Zone.

Art supplies

My art supplies have arrived!  I have fully restocked my art supplies and now can start painting again.  I have a couple ideas for pictures so far (and I owe my sister the first few or more), but I think even just the process of mixing colors will be awesome.  Yea!

The last time I put brush to canvas was in early 2004, late 2003?  Oh lordie.  That’s a long time ago.  I wonder what new things I’ll create this time around.

I ask you, when will we stop judging ourselves and start being our strongest supporter, encourager, friend?  How many years have I woken up and thought, I hate this or that about my body, or I wish I was better at this or that, or I should be more this or that.  When was the last time I woke up and said, you know you look great!  You worked hard at that.  You’ve succeeded at this.  You baked really good cookies.  You really enjoyed that walk you took yesterday. 

There’s so much self-judgement.  Not enough self-encouragement.  I think self-judgement in its pure form was intended to help us become better, be ambitious, strive to accomplish things in life.  But instead, it’s become an extremely negative force.  We make ourselves feel so bad about the way we look, the things we don’t possess, our failures.  It puts very dark clouds over our achievements, the things in our lives we should be proud of.

Take some time to pat yourself on the back.  When you start to really come down on yourself, stop.  Remember all that you’ve accomplished, the places you’ve travelled, the things you saw, ate, drank, did and said that made you really happy.  Start now to counter the self-judgement.  Try to see all the amazing things that other people see in us.

I support me.

I took a really nice, long walk yesterday.  I left the house about 6:30am and walked out to the park and around the park loop and back.  It took about an hour and 20 minutes.  Afterwards, I took some time to stretch out my legs, which always feels so good, especially after walking for that long.  It was invigorating, rather than defeating, like I feel after running. 

Anyway, I was challenged by donuts and candy at the film set today.  I tried to resist the donuts, but as they say “resistance is futile.”  When there is a box of donuts in the building that I know about, it’s all I can do to not think about them, until I just can’t take it anymore and cave in.  My favorite are the old fashioned glazed donuts, followed by old fashioned chocolate covered ones, then ones with sprinkles, and then pretty much anything else.  It’s just not fair that they’re so bad for you…because they taste SO good :-)   Oh well, I only had half a glazed and half a chocolate covered one.  I love to have bites of all the different flavors that come in the box, but I’m sure not everyone is keen to have a partially eaten donut, so I try not to do that too much.  Maybe for my next birthday, I’ll just have donuts, instead of cake.

So I didn’t go running/walking today as planned, but I had to drive all over the place and wanted to get an early start so instead of hitting the park, I got in the car and drove.  Now it’s 103 degrees outside and there’s no way to get outside and exercise now.  And I could go to the gym…but I’m not going to because going in the pool because it’s so darn hot. 

But tomorrow’s another day to start up again, so I’m not going to give up.  I think part of my problem is that I don’t give myself enough of a ramp-up schedule.  Maybe I set too lofty of a goal, to complete 4 miles each morning.  Maybe I should just shoot for one lap, or 2 miles.  Would it be better to do 2 miles each morning, rather than 4 miles twice a week and feeling crappy about the days I miss?

Isn’t running supposed to help relieve frustration?  I’ve just started running again, and it’s literally my fourth morning running, but I’m already looking at the parts of my body I want to firm up with running and saying “Nothing’s happening!”  Like any change can happen in four mornings of running.  When will I just let go of that part and see running (really walking and running, whatever it takes to get me around the park loop twice, which is four miles) as just a meditative beginning to the day?  Why can’t I just do it to enjoy it, and let the rewards come to me slowly if that’s how it works?  Whenever I start to workout, with weights or running, I feel it immediately in my thighs and butt, and not in a good way.  They just get bigger right away, and it makes my jeans feel tight, and then I just ask myself why am I working out if it’s making my least favorite body parts worse!  But I do really enjoy running and working out and so I want to continue to do it, but I just wish I could commit to it and get over the body image part and just enjoy the hour to myself.

Really, I’ve started running again because I want to run 5Ks.  I don’t know why really.  I just have always been interested in doing it.  Maybe because it gives a reason to run regularly.  That is, if I’m “training” for a 5K, or any running race, then of course I should run every morning to train for the event.  It gives me a goal, a reason for the madness.  Ugh, I will continue to do it.  My short term goal is just to run/walk the loop every morning this week.  And then I will make a new goal for next week.

I just had a really fun dinner with the director of the movie Spyware, his wife, the cinematographer, the lead male, and my husband.  I’ve never talked with people who were such movie fanatics!  It was so fun – every movie title or actor’s name would spring a whole new topic of conversation.  We kept trying to get through AJ’s top 5 movie list (none of which I seen, let alone heard of…) and every time he said a title, everyone would say “Oh but have you heard of/or seen this or that!”

We ate at Maurizio’s in Morgan Hill which is a really great little Italian restaurant.  It reminded me of Sara’s place up in Arnold.  The prices were very, very reasonable, especially for the apps and salads.  And the wine was a nice pour, not to little, not too much.  I love eating at new places here.  I can’t believe I’ve let all this time go by without trying out more.

Well, it’s a big week for the film.  That is, I’m filming the majority of my lines this week and next.  So I’m studiously memorizing lines…while watching Charlie Wilson’s War.  Yeah, uh-huh.  Studying hard.

Help – I don’t know how to memorize all this!  I think I’ll have to type it out.  Thankfully I have all day tomorrow to prep.  I think by then I’ll have it down.

I love my masseuse!  Her name is Trish.  She works at Burke Williams in San Jose.  She is by far the best masseuse I’ve ever had and I’ve been getting massages for about 15 years.  You can expect to pay $105 for the Pure Relaxation massage, and $125 for a Deep Tissue massage.  And let me tell you, just because it’s Burke Williams doesn’t mean all massages are the same.  I had a massage by three other masseuses there and no one can come close to Trish (Patricia).  So if you go, tell her I said hello!

Burke Williams – Santana Row San Jose, www.burkewilliamsspa.com, 1-866-239-6635

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