I guess we'll start at the top. My journey started at 4:00 am on Saturday. After double checking the date of my flight and making sure to avoid another Euro-mishap, Pops and I set off for Laguardia Airport. Upon arrival, I saw this guy:
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Baldie rocking a mustache literally ear to ear. Classic.
How could my day get any better?
Well, I passed out for most of the flight and woke up on the plane in sunny San Jose with a wittle tut sitting in the seat in front of me! How'd you get there little guy?
Anyways, I arrived at my apartment at around noon and checked out the courtyard and the pool area. They were as nice as my apartment was empty:
This should tell you something about how nice the pool area is...
So I settled in, blew up my air mattress, unpacked, took a shower, and fell asleep.
The three hour difference makes it easy to wake up early. I was happy to discover that my apartment had a porch. However, since I'm on the ground floor, the porch is more like a cement area with a tall fence. We don't even get any sun because there's a deck above us.
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How lucky am I, to be able to start every morning off by standing in this little area for 5 minutes and enjoy the Cali sun? It might not be the same as waking up to see an ear-to-ear mustache, but it's somethin!
I got up at about 9 OWT (Out West Time) to explore the town. I was happy to see that there was a Rite Aid just across the street, but happier to find a McDonald's on the corner. Yahtzee.
I walked about a mile to pick up some groceries from Grocery Outlet. The place is awesome--good service, better bargains! I picked up two loaves of bread, 32 slices of cheese, endless amounts of chicken patties, a pack of dogs, and two POUNDS of butter, for only ten bucks. Can you say chicken sandwiches for days?? If that's not a deal, I don't know what is.
I brought the shopping basket home with me to use as a trash can or maybe a shelf or something. However, after talking to Danny, I took his suggestion and set it up as a chair, making it the first piece of furniture in my place besides my blow up bed.
As you can see, the room looks much nicer than it did before. Also, now if I get tired on the walk from the kitchen to my room, I have a place to rest. Keep those suggestions flowing, Dan!
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. An awkward pig roast, a trip to the Salvation Army store, and another trip to McDonald's. The sun's pretty much gone now, and I may or may not have to get up tomorrow to start work. It's actually a bit of a problem, but we all have problems and there's no time like the present.
All for now,
Sneaky Pete
Update from McDonalds: In order to make my endless chicken sandwiches less bland, I've gone to McDonald's to acquire sauces and ketchup. One McDouble and forty ketchup packets, please. Oh, and some buffalo and ranch sauce also.
Mission successful