Category: SanFran Chronicles
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Sausalito and the Golden Gate Transit Bus
Even finding the bus stop is a challenge since signs are scarce, and when you do find it, the bus takes its sweet time to arrive.
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Home Sweet Home
I found a place in Pacific Heights. Just a short walk and I could gaze at the ocean. Though I dislike hills, I ended up in one of the highest areas in San Francisco. Life’s full of surprises.
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House Hunting
I don’t usually have a sweet tooth, but I went in and ordered a cupcake with organic iced coffee. For the first time since arriving here, I pulled out a book I carried daily but never opened.
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Phone Setup
Setting up the phone was urgent. Without internet access outside, finding my way, hunting for a place to live, and even grabbing a meal and returning to the hotel was tough.
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Opening an Account
The first thing on my agenda here was to open a bank account. After all, even if I found a place to live, I’d need money to seal the deal. There are a bunch of ways to do this, but a friend advised me that having a U.S. account would be super convenient in the…
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Arrival
Most flights to the US are large, with more passengers than you’d expect, so once you land, just head straight to immigration without looking back. A bathroom stop might mean despair as you face a line of passengers snaking like a boa.
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Opening Words
That’s how I found myself at the Presidio Park Starbucks at the western edge of San Francisco every weekend, gazing at the Pacific and penning down memories not as a tourist, but as someone living there. This is what I call ‘San Fran Dispatch’.
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Opening Act
I’m the kind of person who knows one or two other people in my life who know how to cook ramen noodles and rarely leave the house on the weekends unless the delivery guy drops off a package at the guardhouse. But somehow, I ended up living in San Francisco for a year on my…