Shifting

So much has changed in so little time! Almost everything about SF is simultaneously refreshing and daunting, from the great food to the beautiful buildings to the steep-ass hills (my legs are seriously sore ALL THE TIME).

The public transit system, though, is an absolute nightmare -- the buses are constantly late and painfully slow, and the drivers seem to have the power to randomly boot everyone off the bus for no reason. All this crap, along with the uneasiness that comes with waiting at bus stops alone at night, is something I'll have to get used to... I don't have enough money to cab every where, and I absolutely REFUSE to attempt to bike around (there are large hills and trolley tracks and cars and crazy hobos wherever I look!!!). I'll probably remain lost and confused for quite a while, but I WILL get the hang of it.

The weather is also particularly challenging. It's been consistently gorgeous outside during the day, but the nights are insanely chilly, what with the wind and the fog and my thin blazers/cardigans... I don't know if I can bear to become someone who lugs a puffer around all day just to have it on hand at night. I might just have to get fat, which, given all the delicious food I intend to consume, probably won't be hard to do. 

Also... it's SEPTEMBER ALREADY! WHHHHHATTT. September in a new city... let's do it, baby!

"Shifting"

Midnight

Over break, we checked out Savannah, GA. In preparation for our foray into this beautiful city, we listened to John Berendt's Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. The book was quite enjoyable -- pretty much all the characters (minus the narrator) were so colorful and welcoming and eager to divulge their juiciest secrets. Needless to say, I didn't meet any drag queens, society ladies, or witch doctors during my stay, but I still had a great time admiring the city and its enchanting historical houses. The food was pretty delicious, too!

Also, it never got hot when we were in the city (in fact, I had to break out my puffer jacket at night), but the combination of my impressions from Berendt's novel and the look of the city (live oaks! spanish moss!) makes me think of warm colors and overgrown greenery (not unlike a humid jungle) whenever the subject of Savannah comes up. Hence:

"Savannah Nights"