Now I am here again. San fransisco... Cold and misty air full of tiny tiny drops of water that fills the air and get soaked up into my clothes, leaving me to walk with a shiver down the street.
Oh, San Fran.
Oh, San Fran,
Why art thou so cold!
It took me some time to leave LA. It was a nice a warm place, but I am happy about the relocation. I needed a bit of fresh air and I am super psyced about seeing the redwood trees.
My initial plan and the reason why I stayed in LA for such a long time was because i decided to do a detour to South Africa. I wanted the animals, I wanted the bush, I wanted a kind of stimultaion that I felt I couldnt find in LA. But after going back and forth I have decided not to go to there. making that decision left me feeling lighter, a plan could now form clearly and it meant a lot less traveling and stressing around from my part. But at the same time it left me with a heavy heart cause I so badly wanted to see my friends. Maybe ill see them again, sometime in the future.
I have been trying to find a couch to crash on here in SF so I joined a site called couchsurfer. There are friendly people who wouldnt mind keeping travellers in their houses. Unfortunatly I havent been able to find anyone that can house me. So im trying to find a hostal somewhere. There are a few but most of them are sharing with at elast 3 other people. Normaly I wouldnt mind but now I kind of feel like I have to be alone for a while. Spread out, feeling free being me. But I guess that will have to wait.
The trip here was fun. I found a guy online that was driving from LA to SF, so I decided to join him. He had picked up other travellers as well so we were 4 people in an old car. We left LA at 1 in the morning, waving goodbye to Eric who had a worried look on his face. Bless! :)
All went well, I even got to drive for 2 hours.
Finally! I though, a man in America that uses a manual shiftgear. Sadly I couldnt see the landscape since it was in the middle of the night. But after switching back I got to relax, sit back and see how the colours started to change in the nightsky as the sun rose over the dry and plain terrain.
Our driver was a kind man, he reminded me about a character I have been reading about from the book, Into the wild.
He had the same ways and books he was referencing to was the same book the man who went out into the wilderness used as his anchors and guides.
He lived in the mountains in the northen part of California where he had a littel house with a garden where he grew mushrooms. (s***ake mushrooms) As he kindly explained. I have a hard time believing that though. Considering how he went on about the hallucinogenic new cheese he has started importing from Cambodja.
He was an interesting character. I have met a few of these "interesting characters" before in america. They kind of stand out alot from the crowd. Eric tries to explain it with:
-America is such a big country with such a population, so that is why we have a bigger variety of people going from crazy to sane. You have to compare America with all of Europe and not just Sweden.
He has a point with that. Each state is like their own country. But it is still america and in my travels I have never seen such an explotion of different colours in people as I have here. Then im not only comparing it to Sweden.
My state of mind today is content and exitment for the shift in location. Loss, cause I wont get to see my friends in South Africa and a longing for home and stability