"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us.. "
I decided to start this blog in an effort to document my days during this reign of terror that began December 10, 2008--the day I moved to San Francisco. Though I've travelled to over 20 international cities, I've never once witnessed a homeless person pee while sitting on the bus and seething at the mouth.
It has been 99 days since I walked off the BART and into a broken down Best Western. And I've found that this city is a terribly ugly and unsettling place, which is not only alienating, but alarmingly pitiful.
This is my tale of moving to a city for the first time. It has captured Dicken's old creed time and time again. Stay tuned.