Adventures on the coast

Last night, Doug and I took his new toy for a wander over the moun­tain, on wind­ing roads through red­wood forests and oak and some­thing called cha­par­ral (which I’d never head of). We even­tu­ally fol­lowed San Gregorio creek down to where it met the...

The work situation

In the end, I left so quickly most of you don’t know the circumstances. I’m on a six-month tour­ist visa, a B2, which means I can’t do work for Amer­ican com­pan­ies as an employee but I can *look* for work here and I can *do* work for...

Enormity and power

Everything is HUGE in the USA. Walk into a store, of just about any kind, and it will be seven times the size of any Aus­tralian equivalent. This does mean more of everything. It’s a guzz­ling cul­ture of unbe­liev­able mag­nitude. And I can see how it...