
The water in the pool was a bit too cold today. I didn't mind the couple of bees floating there.

Since I hardly did anything worth documenting today, I wanted to talk about being a pedestrian in USA. Before I came here, I heard that it is impossible to walk here. I heard that the cities here are full of really dangerous areas where you lock your car doors, close the windows and step on the gas a little. And if you try to walk, you are just asking for trouble - you get mugged and depending on the circumstances, also raped and beaten up. Okay, I thought, I'll be careful but I'm still gonna see if walking is possible here. I kinda like walking. Now I'm here and I have to admit here I am less paranoid about my safety than I am in Tartu or Tallinn.
People said it's impossible to get from one place to another without a car because the public transportation is just so awful. I have not seen that at all. I was quite hesitant about taking the bus, but to my great surprise, it's much cleaner than it is in Estonia. Everyone buys a ticket because you don't even get into the bus without one. Most people have a sticker or a bus permit or a monthly pass, but you can also buy a single ticket and that costs $5.

The buses also seem to be on time and they seem very reliable. However, I didn't say you can rely on the public transport here. The problem is that San Diego is just so big! The German girl said that one time she missed the last bus and tried walking home. It didn't seem so far on the map. So after two hours she had covered only one third of the way!

So all in all, the buses are great, but you can't get everywhere with a bus and then you need your car.
Walking is annoying for one reason though. The cars come first! ALWAYS! It's so annoying that every time I need to cross the street, I have to wait for a really long time for the light to turn green. The intersections are huge and I push the button - first one direction goes straight, then one direction turns left, then the other direction goes straight and then the other direction turns left. And I just stand and wait there, watching 50 cars going before I get to cross the street. I spend as much time waiting to cross than I do walking. Ah, so annoying.

But I always imagine that at least I can get a tan if I wait in the sun. We'll see how tanned I've gotten when I'm back in Estonia.

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