Okay, So i know this isn't going to be everyones cup of tea, i'll probably be rude and foul mouthed, and probably ramble a lot, so feel free to not read and whatnot.. I just wanted to write in this diary entry so that I could remember it and also link my friends so that they can see what I'm up to in america! =) Sooo... here goes!
The adventure begins. Bright eyed and happy, i was dropped off to the airport by madre -who obvs doesnt love me enough to come inside with me, so a quick hug and bon voyage! So I get inside, and [for all of you that dont know, i wear contacts most of the time, but since the flight was so long my eyes would get dry] i was wearing my glasses.. and again, for those that dont know, im far too povo to go get my prescription strengthened cos id rather buy clothes and since im always in contacts anyway and when i wear glasses i dont need to read anything far away i never thought it to be that necessary to do so... Sooooo.. I get into all the checkin counter thingys and im just like what the shit, where is the air nz counter!!! I literally searched aimlessly for like 5 minutes for it, and was like omg i cant find it! it was a bit of blindness plus typical catherineness so obvs i couldnt find it. so in the end i just gave up and went to a rando counter. air lufthansa or something lmao. actually it went more like, i stood there dazed and confused, and the counter chick asked me if i needed help, so i proceeded to go up to her and ask her if i could check into an air nz flight there, where she kinda looked at me like i was on drugs and said no.. HELPFUL LADY! so i asked where to checkin and she was like.. ummm all those counters down there?? hahahaha what a dumbass i am!! there were like millions of checkin counters at the v end for air nz.. but i mean hey, they were aaallll the way down at the v end, thats why i couldnt find it. wow holy heck this is quite an insaneo ramble.
so now... onto the plane ride. i got my first taste of "unfriendly" americans when i was in the aisle of the plane waiting for my seat.. i didnt realise that my duffel bag was pushing up against some lady that had already been seated. So she said to me "Excuse me will u get ur bag outta my way?" lol geez a simple "excuse me would it be possible if u could move that?" would have sufficed! nevertheless i think she was quite a picky slash complicated lady because she then got moved to another seat by the air hostess cos she was obvs complaining.. phfst. hahahaha. oh yes,there was a hottie boy seating a seat away from me, with an exciting blue and white striped parisienne style top and like fancy boy quiffy hair. i think he was quite the fashionable stud [but most likely gay? i mean going to sf and look fashionabl? hahaha sorry #stereotype] unfort there was an old man sitting between us, so i was totally cockblocked by him. hahaah jokes, not like even if he sat next to me i wouldve talked to him. im antisocial. lmao. the plane ride was pretty good, minus the fact that being gumbus catherine, i took of my glasses, put them in my lap, and they managed to fall onto the ground.. --by this time they had made the plane relatively dark, to try make ppl go to sleep, so im like lookin around at a dark ground semi slash v blind trying to find my glasses. hahaha what a joke. asked the man sitting opposite me, he couldnt see them either xD luckily i realised they were under some ladies seat [lmao i know wtf right] so i had to be like "um hey... excuse me.. but.. my glassses are under ur seat.. can u get them for me?" lmao totes awks... fml im such an awkward gumby child!
Once I landed in SF, the weak bladder than i own needed to go toilet xD [aahaha tmi?]. and thus came my first challenge in america. THE TOILET WOULD NOT FLUSH!!apparently it was meant to sensor it automatically, but it didnt.. so there was a little side thing that side "manual flush" but I COULD NOT FIGURE IT OUT! literally spent like 5mins standing there trying to figure it out lmao. shameful to say, but i gave up and just left.. after now being in a lot of toilets in america [hahaha that sounds so gross, but totes not in that way xD] i am pretty sure that that toilet was broken... [or maybs im just trying to make myself feel better hahaha]. baggage claim took FOREVER. i was one of the last ppl to leave. obvs my america trip was not getting off on a good start. i may love america, but america did not love me.
Customs was a bit of a joke too, only person to get their bags checked? haha i must look really dodgey? or mayb its cos i had food, i like to think so at least. so he went thru all my belongings and stuff. good stuff haha.
When i got out into the arrivals, I contemplated trying to catch the train or other various forms of public transport, but those that know me know that i dont do public transport well... so instead i took a taxi. HAH big mistake that was, i was $40 out of hand by the end of it. fml sooo expensive!!
At least it took me straight to my hotel and i didnt have to find it myself! I get into the hotel and check in fine and stuff, and learning my lesson after that terrible taxi fare, then went and asked the concierge to book me a shuttle for the next night. This was my first experience of a nice american. Im guessing that all staff are just trained to be really friendly and whatnot. but he was a nice man hahaha. quote "sorry im taking so long, i just want to stare into those beautiful eyes of urs" [because i wear contacts]. it was a joke,but it was hilarious nevertheless.omg i cant believe im still describing checkin.. lmao.
sooooo... next dumb catherine thing alert. once i had checked in and stuff, i was handed the card and i was ready to go! so, my room was "1555" and at the elevators the sign showed 4 levels and what was on each of the levels. So i was like hmmm, its obvs not here, it doesnt have levels just saying "hotel rooms" or whatever. lmao. sooo, being silly catherine i just roam around up and down the concierge and entrance level trying to find some secret elevator or stairs to take me up to my room. no such luck. so i asked a couple that was going up in th elevator if they could help me find my room. the conversation went a little something like this
me: "excuse me,i was wondering if u could help me find my hotel room? i have no idea wher it is!!"
couple: "yeah sure thing, whats ur hotel no.?"
couple: "its on the 15th floor..."
me:"yeah but how do i get there?"
couple: *looks at me as if im on drugs* "by the lift?"
me:"oh... sorry i didnt realise, i thought it only went up to 4 floors, since thats all it says on the plaque"
LMAO.and that folks, is the story of my life. lost little asian girl lmao.
I was meant to meet up with a youtube guru that day/arvo, so i had texted her and whatnot, and she said she would be there soon. so in the meantime i went to union square and explored macys, h&m, urban outfitters and forever21. at first i was sooo overwhelmed by the stores! i mean they are freaking huge! mind u i did go to the flagship stores on th&m and uo and f21, but still, heaaaaps!
After that i met up with Machica [aka yt girl aka MBallure] and her friends and they took me to Haight Ashbury where we thrifted and ate pizza, smelt weed in a store we shopped at [apparently haight ashbury is quite the druggy place] and saw random exciting gangster stuff. ahahaa. nothing too embarassing or awks to report there unfort.
Then we finished off the day by going to fishermans wharf where we had clam chowder from boudin -which was delish! they also make the cutest bread in the shape of animals!
Also went to the sweet shop and look at all the diff sweets and loitered around the outside of ripleys believe it or not haaha.
All in all, a pretty epic first day!
Then just got back to the hotel and managed to scab some free internet and tweet/fb and whatnot. got back into the hotel room and figured out how to use a coffee machine and set my room temperature to 90degrees fahrenheit. it was amaze xD
and that i think, concludes my first day! to anyone thats still reading.. you are AMAZE! haha