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What a crazy beginning of the year it’s been. Some bad, some good–but all very exhausting!

My paternal grandmother passed away on December 30th, 2010. She had been sick for a while and we were all expecting it, but it still hit like a ton of bricks. Truthfully, I was never very close to her growing up, but when I got the news, I still felt the ground beneath me sway a bit. I got on a flight the next day and spent new year’s eve on a red-eye flight to New York. This was my first time dealing with the death of a close family member as an adult and I wasn’t sure exactly how to respond. Should I be openly grieving? Will I be able to express any emotion for a grandmother I was not very close to? How would I console my Dad? How would I feel seeing cousins, uncles, aunts that I haven’t for years?

Well, it all worked out naturally. My Dad dealt with it better than I thought he would. And though we were brought together for an unhappy occasion, it was nice to be with family for a bit.

But, no family event is without drama and there was enough of it to make me realize that I am really happy with my new life in San Francisco. I’ve finally gotten over the initial homesick period of 6 months, after complaining and whining about how I don’t fit into California culture. Being in New York for a week, without a lot of friends around made me realize that the only thing drawing me back to that city are friends and family, all of which are consumed with their own lives. I’m building a life for myself in SF; I’ve truly gotten to know myself here and have lots more to explore.

It also doesn’t hurt that while the Northeast is going through a snow dump, I am deliriously happy with California sunshine! I moved into a new apartment in a different part of town and I finally feel settled. I was previously living in Inner Richmond which is a cute and quaint little area, but a bit removed from the hustle and bustle of San Francisco. Now living in Russian Hill, I am walking distance to Chinatown, North Beach, Union Square, Fisherman’s Wharf and the Financial District where I work. It is wonderful to be able to walk to work every morning (walking back however is a bit precarious because I live on top of a steep hill!). The views from my apartment are heavenly and while my new place is a bit old and smaller than my previous SF apartments, I am very happy here. My roommate is wonderful and exactly my age so we have a great rapport.

I also had two first-time San Francisco visitors; a close girlfriend and my younger sister and it was wonderful showing them my new town.

After 9 months, SF is finally growing on me.

view of Financial District and Bay Bridge from my rooftop

view from my front door

My sister and I at Baker Beach

Jenny squared! My first visitor of the year

view of the Financial District from my living room

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A new city, a new job, a new me?

**I decided to stick to this blog, starting a new blog just seemed like too much work. I’ll still be posting protected posts on my more private thoughts**

Not my neighborhood--but a few typical San Fran houses!

I did it, I moved to San Francisco. Two times zones and 2,906 miles away from the place I’m lived my entire life. I got here Friday afternoon and I’ve been pretty busy ever since. A friend of a friend has been taking me around, getting me acquainted with the city and introducing me to his friends and I am very, very grateful to him for that. My three roommates have also been very sweet, giving me pillows, a mirrors and anything else I need–all I brought was a comforter, one bedsheet, clothes, shoes, bags and makeup! I’m sleeping on couch futon until I get a bed.

I really like the area my apartment is–Inner Richmond. It’s on a busy street filled with restaurants, groceries, nail salons, hair salons, cafe’s–you name it. Clement street is known as the second unofficial Chinatown in San Francisco and everything is very accessible including several bus lines. It takes me approximately 25-30 minutes to get to my job, which seems like a pretty sweet deal to me. I’ve thought about moving more centrally, like Nob Hill or Russian Hill, which will be walking distance to my job in the Financial District, but I think I like where I am. The Golden Gate Park and the Bridge are very close and it has a cute neighborhoody feel, sort of like Queens. The daily dosage of green, my super-friendly roommates and a walk-in closet are all worth the 30 minute commute!

Today was day two of my new job and so far, so good. I’m still unbelievably thankful that I landed a job at one of my dream organizations in a really progressive role. It feels a little weird getting up and getting dressed in a new room, getting on a bus to go to work and not the subway, but I also feel really giddy about it. It still feels like I’m still on vacation, I can’t wait to decorate my bedroom and my work cubicle and make it feel like home!

Northern California Dreamin’

I’m moving to California!

San Francisco, California, that is.

Since I came back from Bangladesh, I’ve been feeling restless. As much as I love NYC, I wanted out. I’ve lived my entire life within a 10-block radius, even attended a local college and I was just sick of it. I also wanted a career change, having decided that the women’s magazine world is not for me (though I still plan on writing for them as a freelancer writer). One of the things I realized during my trip to Bangladesh is my interest and passion for South Asian culture and of course my empathy for the people connected to my roots. I started looking into the media side of non-profit organizations and got called for an interview in San Francisco. !I flew out to SF during the first week of May and after an exhilarating (and exhausting!) 6 hour interview, I got the job. And now I’m packing up as much as my life as I can fit into two packing boxes and a carry-on and moving to the other side of the country in 16 days!

When I was in SF interviewing, I thought ahead and apartment-hunted in a few areas that I read are safe and affordable (Inner Sunset and Inner Richmond, mostly) so thankfully I don’t have to stress over that when I get there. San Francisco housing is notoriously expensive, so I’m sharing a 4 bedroom apartment with three other girls all in their mid to late 20’s. The girls seem super friendly and trust-worthy and I’m glad I’ll have roommates at first to help me navigate the city and get over being away from my family for the first time! My bedroom is the same size as my current bedroom and has huge bay windows and a walk-in closet, so hopefully I won’t have to buy much furniture.

San Francisco is absolutely beautiful and I loved it for the three days I was there. Transportation is super convenient; I love that it’s a metropolitan city that’s small geographically. I know absolutely no one in the Bay Area, which I’m a little anxious about, but hopefully I’ll make friends soon. I’m also excited about taking my career in a totally different direction.I have a ton of expectations, anxieties, fears and of course a cart load of excitement that’s wearing me down.

Here are some snaps from my short trip there. I didn’t get to do a lot, in between interviewing and apartment hunting.

Downtown SF

Fresh Strawberries @ Fisherman

Alcatraz

Ghirardeli

yummy seafood at Fisherman's Wharf

Boudin

view of Golden Gate Bridge from Fisherman

Japanese Tea House inside the Japanese Tea Garden

Northern California Dreamin'

I’m moving to California!

San Francisco, California, that is.

Since I came back from Bangladesh, I’ve been feeling restless. As much as I love NYC, I wanted out. I’ve lived my entire life within a 10-block radius, even attended a local college and I was just sick of it. I also wanted a career change, having decided that the women’s magazine world is not for me (though I still plan on writing for them as a freelancer writer). One of the things I realized during my trip to Bangladesh is my interest and passion for South Asian culture and of course my empathy for the people connected to my roots. I started looking into the media side of non-profit organizations and got called for an interview in San Francisco. !I flew out to SF during the first week of May and after an exhilarating (and exhausting!) 6 hour interview, I got the job. And now I’m packing up as much as my life as I can fit into two packing boxes and a carry-on and moving to the other side of the country in 16 days!

When I was in SF interviewing, I thought ahead and apartment-hunted in a few areas that I read are safe and affordable (Inner Sunset and Inner Richmond, mostly) so thankfully I don’t have to stress over that when I get there. San Francisco housing is notoriously expensive, so I’m sharing a 4 bedroom apartment with three other girls all in their mid to late 20’s. The girls seem super friendly and trust-worthy and I’m glad I’ll have roommates at first to help me navigate the city and get over being away from my family for the first time! My bedroom is the same size as my current bedroom and has huge bay windows and a walk-in closet, so hopefully I won’t have to buy much furniture.

San Francisco is absolutely beautiful and I loved it for the three days I was there. Transportation is super convenient; I love that it’s a metropolitan city that’s small geographically. I know absolutely no one in the Bay Area, which I’m a little anxious about, but hopefully I’ll make friends soon. I’m also excited about taking my career in a totally different direction.I have a ton of expectations, anxieties, fears and of course a cart load of excitement that’s wearing me down.

Here are some snaps from my short trip there. I didn’t get to do a lot, in between interviewing and apartment hunting.

Downtown SF

Fresh Strawberries @ Fisherman

Alcatraz

Ghirardeli

yummy seafood at Fisherman's Wharf

Boudin

view of Golden Gate Bridge from Fisherman

Japanese Tea House inside the Japanese Tea Garden