Bicoastal reality
Just got into LI from SF. I took the red eye. While wheeling my luggage, video camera and backpack through the Stonybrook parking lot, I got the feeling that the luggage will soon begin to feel like a natural appendage. I always fantasize about these things when travelling: a crumpler backpack so I don’t ned a video camera bag + backpack, really comfortable running shoes and my fleece toque. Dopplr‘s facebook widget is out just in time to make it easier for my friends to know where the hell I am (leave a comment if you want an invite).
I sound like a walking cliche. But there’s a reason for the look, the gear interest and my excitement over the power outlet at my Virgin America seat: life is very geograpically fluid and mostly about comfort allowing the fluidity of physical and mental movement.
I had culture shock for the first couple of days back in SF. I’m not sure if I’m awake enough to know if it’s harder to settle into the east coast. I do tend to walk around with empty bottles and pizza crusts looking for the recycling and compost bins that never appear.
