Day One in San Francisco: Castro Before Dawn

Considering the nine-hour time difference between Malmö and San Francisco, I managed to adjust pretty well. I woke up at 4 o’clock and headed out for breakfast at Starbucks. My camera is not made for dark venues, but I snapped two pictures a Castro Street on my way to the café where I’m at right now. Blogging is addictive; it didn’t feel go not being able to do some all day yesterday. But now I’m connected again. Day one in San Francisco will be devoted to some getting-to-know-the-place. By first interview is scheduled for tomorrow.

From the life of a compulsive blogger with narcissistic tendencies.