The first rule of business trips: plan them how you like, do what you want, and don't take no guff from nobody. Instead of a soulless box in a Marriolidilton in Mountain View, I'm sitting in a super deluxe B&B with nice owners in the Mission District in San Francisco. For less money! It is too bad that all of Silicon Valley is so so so far from San Francisco; otherwise, I might actually live here.
And I'm on my own, which means this is the slightest taste of Big Trip 2011-2012. And as I walked around said neighborhood tonight, I realized that this is going to be The Biggest culture shock. And life shock. I mean, I was feeling kind of out of place and intimidated in my own country. In a very similar city to my own, where we all speak the same language and have the same cultural norms. Good grief.
At the very least, I will have to come out of this trip with more ability to handle myself when I am a fish out of water. (otherwise, I will implode.) That's... actually, really exciting!