Home is Where the Heart is: "Week Two" in SF
The truth is, I have undeniably completed Week Four of this new chapter of my life - as today marks one month since my symbolic drive up CA-101 N. Week One, I reported upon above: it was filled with new experiences, budding relationships, and chance encounters with strangers who each welcomed me to this exciting and infectious city. Week Two was a whirlwind: I got to work more closely with my new boss, and then we took off for a rustic bonding experience in magnificent Monterrey that was jam-packed with bonfires and beach Olympics. I allowed myself to immerse fully and ignore the potential distractions of my lost iPhone (my only grudge thus far against SF and its infamous playground for musical debauchery: Bootie SF) or my impending vacation, which would kick off the following evening. I took it all bird by bird and, Wednesday evening, drove to San Jose and Jenna, hitched a car to the airport, jetted off to LA (whilst writing the blog post below this one) and then reunited and chugged