Dervala’s blogging again, after a long break, and Silicon Valley just got a sharp poke in the schnozz:
Los Gatos used to be a farm town, prosperous enough to raise fine 19th century brick buildings. Now its home to some of the most materially successful people on this planet. Its northern California, not Manhattan, so you cant tell whos winning by Blahnik shoes and Chloe dresses, but those are probably Marc Jacobs bags that the yummy mummies swing from their Australian strollers.
I first blog-met Dervala when she was roaming the world, sliding on her butt down muddy mountains in Ecuador. Later (such is the blessing of blogging) Halley introduced the two of us in NYC, over bowls of Union Oyster House oyster chowder, or maybe over an ice-skating spill at Rockefeller Center.
Dervala’s real life gets so enormously active that sometimes she doesn’t blog for weeks and weeks. But now, it seems, she’s back, rolling out mini-yarns and occasional long tales.
Welcome back, Dervala, please stick around for a while!