After having dinner with Gerald, who ordered tons of sweet potato fries, I moved in to my new apartment on Comstock Circle. Unfortunately, it’s not as cozy as the place before, mainly because it’s just a single-floor bungalow as opposed to the two-floor apartment. But there’s still a lot of space, it’s nice and clean, and the location is still right next to the campus. Met my flatmate for the next month, Kyle. At 9pm, I already was so tired I fell asleep immediately.
Thanks to the jetlag, I woke up at 6am. Bought an awesome red cruiser bike for $75 second-hand. Went to The Cardinal Bike Shop to get some air for its tires. The very nice, huge, heavy-metal wrestler/teddy bear inside gave it a complete service (fixed the brakes, put oil on the chain, tightened all screws etc)—for free! While doing that, he yelled at somebody who wanted him to repair a motorized bike which he obviously hates. Had breakfast at Starbucks and bought a 12-taco party box at Taco Bell for my bike-repair hero.
In the afternoon, went to San Francisco with Claudia to meet Markus and Pia to have lunch and tea at Samovar Tea Lounge, nicely located next to a small park inbetween skyscrapers. After a walk to Union Square, went to Twin Peaks by car while the fog conquered the city. Didn’t see anything anymore when we were on top. Moved back to Stanford and lost myself shopping groceries at Safeway. Talked the very nice but apparently stoned cashier into believing that my driving license was actually a passport to buy some beer.