It's been a few days since I've posted but it's been hard to find internet access with my computer in the hotel I'm in. San Diego is great. It's not exactly a vacation but it's still fun. My first interview went great. My talk was smooth, and I loved the lab. Everyone was friendly and enthusiastic. We've been looking for apartments, and it's exhausting. It's hard moving from a condo to an apartment. I'm going to miss the yard and little things like washing clothes for free. Apartments are astronomical and condos are just not even worth considering. I think we'll be able to find a nice, little place near campus so that's good.
The hotel is nice, within walking distance of Del Mar. It's such a neat, little beach town. It reminds me of Carmel. San Diego is one of the fittest cities in the nation (contrast to St. Louis). Fitness clubs and swimming pools everywhere, and everyone is outside running, biking, swimming, suba diving, and surfing. It's incredible. It's sunny and mid-60s. It's la-la land. People are friendly and everyone is attractive with cute little outfits. Not as much attitude as I would have predicted. I'm impressed. And the food! Oh, my God, the food. And the wine. I think I may start drinking again! The wines and sourdough bread and avocados and, I could go on, it's all incredible. I'm going to be happy here.
It's going to be hard not to play too much. I need to focus on lab when I come. I am spending all my free time reading up on labs for the week and practicing for my interview. Here we go. This week is going to be ridiculously exhausting. Exercising right now has to wait until I've procured the important things for the future. As soon as I get a handle on things, it'll come. It's not bad to take a break every now and then to let your body recharge. Sometimes you just can't help it.
Another thing about San Diego--it doesn't rain. There were like 2 drops yesterday and people freaked out. The weatherman said it would rain all weekend; I guess he meant there would be a drizzle for half-an-hour a day. It's weird. People here are spoiled. Do I ever have to come back to St. Louis. Well, the bunnies are waiting. Oh, and I have this pesky thing called a Ph.D. to finish.