Storms are brewing

There has been or still is a major damn storm in the SF area. It has been pis…… pouring down with rain. Where did the sin go??? I guess I have been gloating and this is karma. But when we woke up, started to listening to Iain Lee @ LBC and heard the London weather :) -3 with snow and sleet - oh dear. But there will not be sunny weather here either.

The other storm brewing is that we have moved of the friends flat and checked into a local Howard Johnson motel. The flat we were staying at was damn cold, had a draft and the next lodger were coming in from Germany sometime after midnight … and could we pick him up and let him in? The guy who rent this flat is staying with his girlfriend.

We are not used to sharing our living with other people. The new lodger was supposed to have our room but he was going to be put up in other (shittier) room so we decided to move out. We felt that we were in the away and didn't want to be disturbed by other people and (and ME=) live in cleaner place with working loos and plenty of hot water.

It got damn awkward the friends and they insisted that we should stay in the flat. How could we tell them that their way of living was not good enough for us? I know one should not gifted horse in the mouth. It is our holiday and we have a few things to do and we didn't want to compromise on this.

We picked up the lodger at Bart station on 7^th street around midnight. And let me tell you that was a totally different picture of SF. There were bums, druggies and all sorts of wired people. My instincts were let's get the hell out of here. I parked the car on a corner and boyfriend went out to get the guy. Locked the car and hope that nobody would approach the car … but that happened, and I shook my head, I wasn't interested to but drugs. Boyfriend was approached as well with the offer of stripped joints. The guy that we were picking up had been harassed by the locals and could not get out there fast enough.