Still jetlagged

So I'm in San Diego, and I still haven't entirely shaken off the jetlag from the flight. I wasn't able to get as much sleep as I usually do on international flights, and I got to LAX feeling pretty lousy. The flight to San Diego was in a small EMB120 plane, and it was loud; the engines could be heard above everything else. It was so loud, in fact, that they should provide anybody who flies in them with earmuffs for OHS reasons.

Much of my first half-day in San Diego was spent checking out the nearby Mission Valley shopping centre. I forgot how massive American malls are. They're more or less department stores the size of Australian malls spread out across a stretch of land. You almost want a car to get in between shops. Despite that, I didn't find anything I was looking for, and ended up going back to my hotel room and working on my NaNoWriMo novel (currently over 26,000 words!).

Sleep was very interrupted, and I woke up at 3:30 in the morning, surrendering to jetlag. I wrote some more shaky prose then had a greasy breakfast and some coffee before setting off on the day's adventures.

My first full day involved getting lost, much like my first day in most foreign cities. I started off with a very short stop of Old Town, which I found boring. I immediately went back to the light rail station and caught a connecting service to downtown San Diego, which seemed pretty dead for a Saturday. It was nowhere near as busy as the Sydney CBD would be late on a Saturday morning. I caught another connecting eastbound train and, after getting off at two stations I didn't mean to get off at, I ended up deciding to find a bus. I grossly underestimated the scale of transit maps I had briefly looked at, and ended up walking a long way until I eventually found one that would take me to North Park, where there was meant to be a couple of skate shops.

The first shop dealt mostly in standard skateboards and fashion, but I finally got around to purchasing a longboard at the second shop, Route 44. The guy there was really helpful and even gave me a discount because I bought a complete board as well as new shoes. It ended up costing me just over US$185 for both, which I thought was a pretty sweet deal. I tried it out later in the night and it seemed to go pretty smoothly. I still need to get used to the act of skateboarding, though.

A series of miscommunications regarding the billing of the room ended up spoiling my mood, but I'm hoping to have all of that resolved momentarily.

The first day of the conference was a struggle. The tutorial session itself was very interesting - it was about computer forensics - but I wasn't feeling the best, which wasn't helped by a lack of sleep the previous night. I skipped any attempt at socialising that night and decided to write a bit then go to sleep.

Right now I'm sitting in a workshop still feeling sick because the closest pharmacy is two train stops away. Yay!