By Barbara Falconer Newhall
I had a great September — starting with on my birthday September 6, which lasted only a few hours because Jon and I were on a plane to Shanghai when somewhere over the Pacific we hit the International Date Line and September 6 turned abruptly into September 7 and I fell asleep.
Following on the heels of our two weeks in the fast-paced, go-getter cities of China was the weekend I spent in the 95-degree heat of Texas for the annual Religion Newswriters Association conference.
Then came the icing on the cake — two days of tooling around quirky Austin, TX, with Ginger, an old San Francisco Chronicle copy desk pal, and her husband.
You’ll be hearing more about my September adventures and photo ops — China, Texas, God, old friends — in the coming weeks.