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    July 26

    My friend's interesting experience II

    I left everyone at Thursday of last week - I had just finished my email from Tahoe and off to the Bay Area I went.


    I drove out of the Sierras and past Sacramento.
    I drove through Napa to get a feel for it, and then spend about 2 hrs to travel approximately 50 miles into the heart of TRUE San Francisco - the bridges are a HUGE bottle neck to enter the city.
    I met up with Rey Lukito, a classmate from Dublin, who lives right below the Golden Gate Park on 3rd ave. We grabbed some dinner and went out for drinks on Haights St, historically a popular place for hippies - and there were remnants of them even that night. About six folks on the corner were involved in a variety of things while 2 officers hung around. One was playing guitar, another "wowing out", another telling the cop that "it's not right man" and just for good measure two were in a dispute over $1.35. I have to say that I liked it. My hitchhiker Daniel would have fit riiiight in.

    The bar was a typical pub ( notable deal: Chamays for $10!!!), so I started talking to some guy who is a game developer for Sony to grab some tips. The conclusion is that the new PS3 is a HUGE gamble - they are a year behind 360, the tech inside is very expensive and apparently very advanced, yet the graphics will not look impressive. It will have the proposed 'new' DVD format and to round off....it will cost $600! Parents will clearly make the right decision to buy the PS3, instead of the next generation Nintedo that will cost $200. Watch that Sony ticker tape in the Fall for fun changes.

    This was Rey's first week on the new job (and yes I do love his gusto to go drinking hard on a Thursday when first impressions are important) and he made sure to wake up a little buzzed on Friday morning. I don't think there was too much of an issue since his firm openly drinks on Friday afternoons - love that West Coast ethic.

    I met with Calvin Huang on Friday and stayed with him through Sunday morning. This guy had started work that week just like Rey, but with AT Kearney, so he was off to NYC for more training and had to catch a 9:00 am flight to get to the east coast. My IBM guys get to fly out Monday mornings and still manage to grunt about it, can you imagine not having a Sunday???

    The next paragraph, I realize, is rambling and observation of the weather and the heat wave, so you can skip over it.

    Since I am so used to moisture rich environments and the way temperatures feel because of it I am fascinated with other geographies' climates. First as background, the bay provides very nice 70-80F temps year around, the wine country is about 15F higher and even further inland (Sacramento) is another 10F higher. [Today Napa had 108, I can't imagine whats West of here.] The Bay provides SF a nice temp year around, and a cooling-off for the evenings, so many houses do not have AC. Well, this heat wave forced many to buy portable AC units (that run from $300 to $550) including Cal, but ALL appliance stores were out (yes, more were ordered for this week, but the weekend cleaned the stores out). Now...the heat is on, AC's are running, the city is asking to control energy use (mind you, everyone is turning extra light bulbs off and making efforts to carpool) but public places are ICE cold AND here is a whole new section of the population that went out to buy portable AC units and is plugging them into the grid! We know now that the original California black outs were from purposeful Enron spikes, but Cali, have fun with black-outs for which you'll be responsible.



    I spent Sunday night near the coast and in the morning drove through fog that was actually climbing (!) the mountains. State Route 1 is very mountainous, winds around a lot, and slow as hell - so traveling down that thing to look at the coast is not as scenic as one can think.

    So, I secured a job with a vineyard and will be starting with them tomorrow. Its exactly what I wanted - I am working in the tasting room, pouring samples and talking about the wine. This is a smaller winery, therefore I have access to learn about the entire process from soil, grapes, crush, oak, aging, palette, marketing and distribution.

    The three famous areas for wine here are: Napa, Sonoma, Russian River Valley, and Dry Creek Valley being the most newly developed. It would have been way too appropriate to find a place in the Russian River (especially since I think that for middle range, those are the best California wines), but my vineyard is in Napa.

    Housing was another fiasco - living off of friends and camps was starting to wear thin, so figuring it out was a relief. Nothing in Napa or Sonoma is affordable or really available for a month at a time (unless it's a house for $2,000), so i had to comb everything online and all the local newspapers, but in the end it was trusty Craigslist to the rescue.

    I called yesterday to check out a place, came around 8:00PM to see it; we chatted for a  couple hours and by 10:45 I was in because we ended the conversation with -
    "ok, I'm off yo bed, Yuri this is your room".

    I am living in suburban development of Santa Rosa, the largest town around the wine country, with a 32 year old hippie lady who has 5 year old twins. Her housemate had to move out a month early so she needed to rent out two rooms to hold August over. She rented the one room to a 22 year old girl, Marissa, from LA, who is, I suppose, just treading water and doing a variety of things. For example, she is waiting to go to Australia in a month to work on organic farms. Of the two gals, Erica the host, is most certainly the wackier one, so having Marissa and her hopefully cute friends in the area will be most advantageous. Marissa speaks fluent Spanish so I have had her promise that we will practice speaking to one another. " Como se dice en Espanol 'where do you keep your condoms'?"

    Erica is what I can call a faux spiritual being combined with 20th Century Granola. She has a bunch of Hindu items around the house, a Jesus picture on the fridge, she knows nothing about Eastern philosophies ( I took a course on them) she is in love with change,and changing ways of thinking, she overuses the word energy, has bad world music that sounds like Yani and Bolton taking a sax and a keyboard to Ravi Shankar compositions; and she manages to spend $900 per month on food because she believes in only organic products.

    Now I haven't seen Birkenstocks in the house, even if the solo US distributor is in Novato, 5 minutes from here - but you can still feel the strong Granola vibe throughout!

    Work starts tomorrow, ahhh at 9:30, so I am soaking in the opportunity to sit in front of the 'net and get my fix of Wikipedia and much needed reading.

    Ciao,

    Y

    July 20

    My Friend's interesting experience..

    Ahoy everyone!

    I think of everyone on this list knows what I am doing, but just in case...I was working for Sun Life in Philly and wasn't receiving too much satisfaction from either the job or the city, so I decided to quit both and do something exciting, challenging, memorable and just plane sane after the soul-gnawing year of Sun Life. I decided to go cross country and spend about 2 months in California.

    This is my first email, and the intent is to update as crazy experiences emerge. Two side notes, I may use peoples names that some will know while others won't - just go with it, and sine I have over a week of travels to retell, this will be a LONG EMAIL!

    I am writing today from a cafe on Lake Tahoe in Tahoe City, California side.

    I packed in as much east coast as I could before leaving Phila - Sunday July 2nd it was the Jersey Shore, 3st was Baltimore, 4th was NYC, then on the 8th I moved my things to Columbus and on Tuesday, the 11th, of last week I got going to Chicago. I stayed downtown Chicago with Alex Zagrodsky and we went to a BBQ party overlooking the Lake where I saw the strongest fog of my life - we were on the one side of the river and could not see the lights of the buildings across on the other side. There were all the typical pretentious items on hand - wine, an Englishman talking about the World Cup and a photographer working on a city sponsored multi-year project.

    On Wednesday I drive through Illinois, and half of Iowa, camping next to a lake. Camping was just fine and much more comfortable than I assumed it to be - neatly cut grass and bathrooms in a distance. The one downside was some teen-ranger Rick woke me up at 10:30 telling me I need to pay $11 to camp. I believe he needed some of the Russian-tude, but given that I was going to sleep in a thin, knife prone tent, I refrained and paid.

    On Thursday I drive the rest of Iowa and all of Nebraska. Now if anyone in the past has struggled to grasp the scope of the US economy as I have, then this opens up eyes. Iowa is ENTIRELY corn. If all you see is corn from the highway, then what is the rest of the state? - Corn! Now Nebraska is Iowa except that it is all cattle or fields...for hay...for cattle. Omaha steaks has deeper meaning since all the beef from Nebraska was and still is pushed to Omaha and was sent down the Missouri to the rest of the country.

    Same day I continued to Colorado and this was a unique state line crossing, unlike ones I have seen - the cattle INSTANTLY disappear and are replaced by rolling hills that make you think of 'Dances with Wolves'.

    I made it to Denver and needed to roll down the window to take a few pics of the city and realized that even though the car read 100 F the 'dry heat' was very mild. I made a right and into the mountains I went. The temperature dropped by 20F with a snap of the fingers - you could actually watch the thermometer ticking away as I climbed up in altitude. I stayed in the mountains at about 11,000 ft where the day temperature was 80F and night temperature dropped to 55F. My host was Betsy Salzler who is loving life in nature and working for Vail Resorts, Keystone mountain - just on the other side of the mountain from Breckenridge. The area was beautiful, and there was a damned up lake 8 miles away that had smooth skating sail boats on it - just serene. I had a chance to take a downhill hike for about 2 hours, a bike race that included hail and have some Flat Tire - apparently the mountain favorite beer.

    Betsy's mom came in on Friday night and took us out for some breakfast the next day - she's just as fun and funky as always!

    I drove from there to the West part of Colorado and found a lake about 30 miles from I-80. I camped for an exorbitant fee of $17 and on Sunday morning I woke up and tried to fish the lake. The worms weren't biting and I tried different parts of the lake, but no success. I pack up and walk over to give the rest of the worms to an older gentleman. His name is Randy Smith (what an appropriate name), a retired truck driver from Colorado who is out on permanent disability (and yes, he knew his contract inside and out!) who told me that the fish are spoiled by 'PowerBait' some florescent play-doh looking junk that is molded onto the hook. I mean if you're in the middle of nowhere at a lake 8,000ft of sea level and 30 miles away from civilization, and the 'natural' fish don't take worms, then what the hell is happening??? Randy also recommended to buy some peaches down the road from a town named Palisades - AMAZING peaches that require a paper towel just to bite into. They are picked off the tree and placed on trays and sold right there in almost one motion.

    So this same Sunday I crossed into Utah and decided to take some back roads. One was with about a 60 mile speed limit that was just ASKING to be taken at 85 (wait, don't I take almost all roads at that speed?). There was a railroad track on one side and sand and mountains on both sides. I figure many a trains were robbed on that stretch of land back in the day - very authentic West experience. I went the opposite direction into one of the largest Indian reservations of the country - The Uintah Indian Reservation (the tribe name kind of explains the name of the state). This was a disappointment - in a slightly stereotypical way I was expecting to see a specific form of poverty and a unique layout to housing, but all I saw was a typical town, some farms and pseudo-ranches. I actually saw an very modern RV with English 'GB' plates!!! What was he doing there?, then again, what was a Saab doing there? Once again the way vegetation and temperature changes from mountain to mountain and elevation is just startling.

    I made it to Provo Orem, a two town blend that is almost a suburb of Salt Lake City and is home to BYU - the Mormon university for the country. Now, a typical campus is also home to a plethora of bars and smoke shops and your occasional kink shop. Here, for as many bars that you would expect, there were actually that many MILKSHAKE AND ICE CREAM joints! It was Sunday, so 80% of everything was closed, but I did see plenty of white shirts with ties, and guess what they were doing....eating ice cream!

    A little bit of a demographics comment: there is a very strong Latin population in Colorado and Utah - tons of Mexican food places, but not much of a Black population, so I did a Black person count in both states. In Colorado, over 2.5 days I saw 7; and in Utah over 2.5 days it was 2 (not including the three black players on the BUY basketball poster)! Having spent most of my time in cities with a high black population percentage, to me this was just odd. Now, to take this even further, the first black person I saw in Utah, guess what.....was getting pulled over.

    Back to the Mormons. I stayed with John Stoddard during my time there and had a chance to talk a lot about the religion and missions and culture. I won't bore you with everything I learned, but highlights:

    -almost everyone can fluently speak a second language because they spend from 1.5 to 2 years abroad on a mission.
    -many feel that Utah is an artificial bubble and that living outside of it is better for them and their kids. Living together is not the focus.
    -just like the rest of the population does not date as much but rather 'hangs out' or 'hooks up', same is here. The elders are concerned that dating is not how it once was and are worried about the youth not learning enough about commitment. There is some sort of pressure for both sexes regarding dates.
    -don't worry plenty are still marrying early and starting families. I saw a girl 29 years old who had 3 kids and still had a figure of a slender 20 year old.
    - (my own observation) the Church is VERY wealthy - just to see the set up in Salt Lake - a Gothic looking cathedral that took 40 years to build, an "office building" about 40 stories high, a convention center that resembles the UN! If the head of the church is the Profet and the President at the same time, it should tell you somthing.

    I drove through the Great Salt Lake Desert with a high of 106F and crossed in to Nevada. Nevada was boring, and gas price was HIGH. A $0.40 difference from Utah and all because there is no income tax for the state and revenue comes from other taxes, most of it from the casinos. About 90 miles from Reno I saw a hitchhiker and decide to pick him up. He was a 24 year old Mexican-blood, San Antonio raised, self-proclaimed hippie who left an abusive home at age 17 and has been nomadic the entire time except for a short 1 year stay in Austin. He was coming back from 'The Gathering' in Colorado, an annual hippie party for about a month where they pray for world peace, live in a sharing environment and...lets see...what else...oh yeah...was it...smoke a lot of pot? Yes it was. He was on some converted school bus that was made into an RV with 15 others and was accused of stealing something by the other Weed Wonders and kicked off. Well lets just say, one can smoke him or herself retarded - favorite word: bro; second favorite word: herb; highlight: spitting out the window and getting half of it back on his face and the other half on the car; cherry on top: being slightly confused over what had happened.

    Dropped my Toking Trooper in Reno, which by the way is a horrible 'big little city' , and started looking for a great food deal. The winner was two tacos and a draft beer for $1.50, which I decided to decline and chose to get the hell out of Nevada. Drove to the Cali side of Lake Tahoe and camped for the night. Now Tahoe is an incredibly amazing place that I can't fully describe. The lake is in the middle of mountains, about 6,300 ft, surrounded by HUGE evergreens...and expensive homes. The water itself is cold and gets only warm near the shore, but is so calm even with boats and sails on it, and so clean and clear.

    I had thought that Colorado would be my favorite place of the mountains, but this trumped everything. The resort towns blend into one another and have the standard charm of "English Cottage meets log cabin" but have something more. At a certain point yesterday I was looking over the lake and had a wonderful combination of pleasure, peace, thrill and expectation. I understand why this place if so sought after by people all over. I actually saw a Delaware plate on a Suburban here - beats my Ohio numbers. I spent my time yesterday on the beach reading Atlas Shrugged (which might be better than The Fountainhead) and swimming. It is a kick to be in the mountains, including these, be in hot temperatures, swimming and yet see snow on the peaks. Last nights sleep wasn't too great, it dropped down to 50F. If anyone forgot the season today is: Summer.

    I'm off to San Fransisco today to stay with Rey Lukito and then stay a few days with Calvin Huang. I am out about a grand that I had expected from Sun Life, took a lot of phone calls to fully resolve that, so the need to get that wine country employment is big!!!

    I swam in the Atlantic Ocean on June, and it seems that I am a day away from swimming in the Pacific. That's something like 18 days apart (not super impressive) but 2 oceans in 2 consecutive months sounds jet-setter-ish. By jet-setter-ish I mean a grounded, 4-wheel, non-flying, "born from Jets", $50 gas tank X 6 experience.

    Once I settle a little, start raising havoc and talking to more random people I will compile something new - and I promise it will be SHORTER and packed with more of the "Ohh, Yuri"[shaking head] " quality.

    Cheers!

    Y