Monday, September 05, 2011
Bay Area Rapid Transit in 4, 3, 2...
I have to admit. I am a bit anxious. I'm going there without a solid job. You know it bugs me that people keep asking if I'm going for a job. As if that city isn't just a cool place to go and live and then find a job while there. It shouldn't bug me but I let it. I start to take it as they think I'm just some free wheeler that has no idea what I'm doing. Even after 5 months of research and three visits to the area. So it bugs me.
So, where will I live when I get there? Believe me, it was a tough search from a remote distance. San Francisco has something weirdly competitive going on with the housing situation I don't fully understand. But, luckily, I scored a room a block away from Haight-Ashbury. Historically, it's the neighborhood where Bob Dylan and the Grateful Dead were (musically) born and the merry pranksters mingled with war protestors.
Both my roommates have been to Burning Man so I'll have to ask them about all that. One's an artist. The house has an old dog. It also has a washer and dryer, which is hard to come by in the city. There is also no parking so I may have to "rent" a parking spot in a garage a few blocks away. But it is right across from the local Whole Foods.
Wish me lots of luck!