Found coffee thats good

I've learnt how to get around

Points for Megan

OK so yesterday's entry was a little rambling, due to extreme jetlag. Having slept for 15 hours I'm hoping to be alot more coherent this time around.

I have also introduced a new feature to my Blog; haiku. Ye if you are too lazy to read my entries I will be summarising them in haiku form. I have been inspired by the funniest book in  the world (thank you Helen!), it is a little gem called the 100 greatest novels in haiku, by Steve someone, will remember soon. Hysterical stuff, I'll stick some on here when I have it with me so you can all enjoy it's wit.

I've decided I like San Francisco. Yesterday I was not so sure, today I've discovered somewhere with espresso coffee (!!!!) and Haight Ashbury, both of which are extremely cool. I am also enamoured with the moody, cloud covered mornings that burn away into a beautiful day, complete with sunshine and cool breezes.

My sense of direction has been completely turned around, I need to walk in the exact opposite direction I want to and I'll get to the right place, I'm blaming the corealis effect and my middle ear infection. Speaking of ears I am hoping the deafness in my left one a temporary thing... If I could have full hearing back on Wednesday that would be great, cheers whoever is in charge of these things.

I have awarded myself points for the following; figuring out the time difference between here and Oz (much harder then it should have been yes, but I had no clock and the one I kept looking at was on New York time this all eqauls extreme confusion), learning how to use the public transport system, befriending the guy at the espresso coffee place and finally for 10 bonus points for avoiding Subway, Burger King and Starbucks when I could not figure out how to find a cafe or any food or coffee and I was getting desperate.

Well, I'm here! I am sitting in San Francisco, unbelievably jetlagged, desperately awaiting my second Sunday night (hopefully I'll get some sleep this time). So far Suday has gone on for 30 hours and is not due to end for another 10.... Landing before you leave is a recipe for severe head-mess, in fact I left Australia 5 minutes ago, which does not do justice to the journey time - apparently- forgot. Travelling back in time is a serious adventure.

I remember why flying sucks... Its mainly the fact that there are other people on the plane, the food is beyond description in its dreadfullness (the eggs of doom have to be seen to be understood), and everything is uncomfortable and strange. All this would be tolerable if it were not for the stench of 1000 peoples recycled farts and the constant noises of bodily functions accompanied by the proximity of body parts and peoples insistence on inane chatter and kicking of chairs.

My middle ear infection was a great comapanion for my coldsore and period pain. But I'm 99% sure I haven't perforated my eardrum (if I did then it is not very bad, so who cares?). I ma pretty deaf and thanks to karaoke funess hoarse... I am finding communicating with the locals to be very difficult.

I still feel really weird, not excited enough?? It is all very surreal. The lack of reality is not helped by the fact that the weather in San Francisco is idnetical to the weather I left behind in Sydney?? The reality of my hostel is a thing unto itself, I chose it because it was the only one that was free all the nights I need... I think I may change hostels regardless, it has a little too much 'character'.

I have immeadiatley noticed the homeless in San Francisco, I suspect it is similar levels to Sydney but it seems more obvious to me here. I can also announce that if you want marriage proposals San Francisco is the place to come, in my 4 hours in this country (looking like hell and smelling like someone whose recently been on a plane for 13 hours) I have declined 2 offers of betrothal.