Rob and Moanahh Break-Up

Day: 99

I’ve had it with this chick, she keeps causing me problems. This morning I headed into REI to see what could be done about her. I went in with the possibility of taking advantage of REI’s complete satisfaction policy, and being rid of all her, and all her baggage once and for all. After all, I had already booked a plane ticket to fly home on Saturday so not having to transport a bike that was falling apart would be sweet. I got to San Francisco’s REI just after eleven and told them everything I had been through with Moanahh (although I didn’t refer to her by her name, I thought it might confuse them), and they said they would be happy to exchange it with a new bike or a full refund! I opted for the refund so I wouldn’t have to ship the new bike home, promising myself to buy another bike in Southern California because I have come to really enjoy riding. Although the mental aspect of riding alone for extended periods of time is taxing.

Thoroughly impressed by REI’s service I bought a duffel bag to pack my stuff in for the flight home and walked out onto streets of San Francisco to see what I could see. I wandered around for a few hours, ate a tuna melt for lunch, and jumped on the cable car for my obligatory ride back up to the Fisherman’s Wharf area. In the late afternoon I headed back to the hostel to do some blogging. A side note; for some reason this hostel lacks the spirit of travel friendship that I have found in most ever other hostel in the world. Any other hostel I’ve been to has people who all want to make friends, go out, and are interested in learning whatever there is to learn. Here everyone seems quiet and reserved and every time I try to talk to anyone, no one shows any interest (and I don’t think it’s me because my clothes don’t smell anymore because I got “pimped out” with new clothes yesterday). They all seem to sit around and read all night, not even talking to those around them; I find it weird.

I wanted to make myself dinner, I have been spending to much money eating out and know it’s only going to get worse when Sarah shows up tomorrow, so I headed down the hill to the Safeway to buy myself something to cook. I bought some Pad Thai noddles, shrimp, curry and mushrooms; and headed back to the hostel kitchen with hopes that cooking with some new people might help to make friends.

No such luck, everyone still wanted to be left alone, but my dinner was amazing and I just resigned myself to an sunset walk along the Wharf. I wandered about taking pictures and headed up to Ghirardelli for a $7 sundae that I’m sure ran somewhere in the 2000 calorie range (so much for all the exercise I got on my bike).

Future Plans: I get back to Southern California on Saturday (So much for this bike touring, next time I’m buying a motorcycle) and on July 5th I was invited to join three of my friends for a five week North American road trip, to the east coast and back. After that I’ll probably go down to Costa Rica for a few weeks. I have 10 days of work (everyone gasp!) in early Sept. that will bring my budget back up, then in Oct. Ill most likely make my way to South East Asia. I know, I am not really one who keeps to any plan I make, but I am sure having fun.