Occasionally, I am allowed–with close supervision of course and only for good behavior–out of the Great State of Mississippi. This week, I’m off to California to attend the annual meeting of the Society of Architectural Historians in Pasadena. This conference is a good time to meet real architectural historians and pretend that I am one of them. I hear interesting (and a few not-so-much) papers for three whole days on a variety of topics, all having the common theme of, you guessed it, the history of architecture.
I don’t always attend this conference because it’s a big one and often out of my reach, but this year, I wanted to make a special effort for two reasons: first, in my one trip to California, I fell completely in love with the place; second, I have one good friend in California (which is one more than I have in most states) and she happens to live in Pasadena. So, here I am, and I’ve taken a few pictures to show you that even when I’m not in Mississippi, I’m still looking at old buildings.