CaliforniAdventure Day 2: About Food
Well, don’t even try asking me how and why our second day could start that weird; I only knew that when I was woken up (by the sound of my dog Leo having a drink), my watch said that it was some minutes after four in the morning; after finding that I could not fall back asleep anyways and therefore getting up, I discovered that my computer on the other hand had the opinion of it being shortly after nine already. One of these watches had to be wrong - but which one? How does a blind person who is supposed to have a jetlag find out if it is early or rather late in the morning? I must say that I did struggle with this issue for a little bit, since not even the internet who could have for sure told me seemed to work in this very moment. In the end it was the phone, confirming my sad suspission: My computer was right; my other watch (including the alarm clock I had set) must have jumped back five hours somehow during the night and I found myself hardly having any time left before my bus would have gone.
Yes, this day did start up kind of turbulent - and unfortunately also without complimentary hotel breakfast 
But it still ended more than satisfying.
As soon as the internet started working again, I found an email from Rhiannon, my girlfriend, giving me some information on how long it would take me to the San diego Greyhound Bus Station and similar, which was not only very helpful but also made me realize that I would still have enough time to pack my things carefully, feed my dog and show him the trees close to our room. We got to the station by taxi, which took us about 15 minutes and made me pay just an impressedly smaller amount of money than a taxi in Switzerland would have charged. the bus ride itself was actually boring, but Leo was very thankful for a five minute break which we had about an hour after our departure: For some reason the trees at the hotel must not have suited his bathroom needs and so he peed and peed and peed at another one somewhere between San diego and Longbeach.
We met Daniel Kish shortly after our arrival at the bus station. together we first made our way back to his home where we had freshly picked oranges and beans as kind of a breakfast replacement. Since I had not seen him in a pretty long while, we had a lot to chat about - not about seminars by the way, just about all kinds of other stuff going on in our lives. Leo meanwhile enjoyed very much having a run in Dan’s back yard, which is covered with a lot of uncut plants. As the afternoon went on, we left his house to do some shopping and check out a chinese restaurant. There, I got pretty much stuffed for the first time since I left my country. A big meal was exactly what I needed after this mostly airline kind of food I had during the last 24 and more hours. I don’t know though why I always end up going to chinese restaurants when I am in the States, but it obviously has to be that way - Not that I dislikd it of course, it is just funny.
As one can expect, we felt pretty lazy after such a meal so therefore we decided to take a lazy way home; so the idea would have been to basically just go to the next bus stop, then take the bus and drive back home. Now unfortunately no matter how far we walked, we did not find any bus stop. And, which was strange too, we did not find Dan’s house either. So after a rather long walk, we found out that we must have taken a curve without noticing and therefore must have been walking in the wrong direction for a while. I was glad that Daniel really knew Longbeach and had a remarkably good sense of orientation, for he managed, after walking back the wrong way, to bring us back onto the right track. Before going home, we checked out another restaurant for desert: I got to eat a huge slice of apple pie which definitely topped up my stomach to the fullest and made me feel like having eaten enough for the next couple of years.
Now the negative impact of this food was that when we got home (it was already seven over by then), I was just nothing but tired and not in a discussing Seminars Mood at all anymore. so we decided to postpone the whole thing to tomorrow and going to bed kind of earlier than we normally do. Before falling asleep, I finally managed to have a phone call with the people in Ensenada; although Melissa herself was not there, I talked to a very nice guy named Giezi who not only knew me, but also was the one who was asked by Melissa to pick me up the next day in San Diego. Knowing this and where I was supposed to be tomorrow, I felt much more like falling asleep peacefully. When then, not knowing that I just called the Ensenada people, Melissa herself called my mobile phone only a few minutes later to basically tell me what I just heard from Giezi, the fun was totally completed 
I actually did fall asleep to the sound of airplanes, flying towards or from the nearby Los Angeles airport. It was not that they were really bothering me or something, but they must have had an impact on me, for I ended up dreaming of Leo and me flying one of them once more…