Home?

I got tickets for my friend Margaret on her birthday to see Michael Buble in San Diego. She asked me to go with her and although I was not terribly eager to see him, well I knew I would have a fun night with her. The show was last Friday night and boy was I pleasantly surprised. A terrific voice for sure but what a true showman. It was an electric show filled with fun, touching momements and sincerity.
When it came time for him to sing his big song "Home" - there were these huge monitors showing San Diego sites like Gaslamp, Petco Park, Old Town, Point Loma, Balboa Park, the Zoo, etc. A bit gimicky and hallmarkish you might say but it worked perfectly in the moment. I joined the crowd in cheers as the next hometime image was shown. I knew each one and had been to each one of them too! But mostly I was excited because I was swept up in the civic pride roused. I was happy to see great images of a great city. It was not odd not to see Fenway Park, the State House, Back Bay, Quincy Market, etc and that pleased me. It also pleased me to realize that San Diego is my home. I love being home.