A Week in San Francisco

-- Moon raisen at sunset in SF

I'm back in San Francisco again, accidentally and unexpectedly. I'm staying in San Bruno Courtyard Marriot again, surprisingly and coincidentally. SF has been very cooperative that welcoming us with sunshine, clear sky, and comfortably chill; and after the custome guy threw me dozens of questions I, again, luckily got a 6 month stay stamp this time altho I'm only here for a week. The hotel is only a few miles away from SFO airport, and the high decibel sound of airplanes' engine can be heard clearly from our room. The moon is fully round these days, and raisen right outside of our window every evening.

Being in a non-tourist area, I'm a bit unconfident with "being a foreign tourist". Local people are doing their daily duties: working, shopping, driving, eating, partying, simply hanging out, while I'm jobless and vacationing here. We went to check out some apartment complexes and met some hardworking leasing guys who still worked on Sunday. This kind of apartment managing job looks like another type of house keeping mixed with real estate agent, I kept wondering if I was capable to do the job as a foreigner if there's a chance. Bluffing my people is easy, but bluffing in another language to another culture will be another story. But if my college buddy is capable to bluff Thais in Bangkok (at least he hasn't been kicked out from the GM position yet for 6 months already), why ain't I?

I guess I'm just not ready for retirement yet.