Apple’s revolutionary new iPhone was officially launched today, and SF went absolutely crazy for it. People camped out overnight just to be in line to get one. Check out the queue:

They look pretty cool but I really can’t understand all the hype. People were queued all round the block, there must have been about 300 people in line. Bear in mind too that I took this photo at 6.30 in the evening! Starbucks cashed in on the punters, taking coffee orders for those in line - cheeky.

I did my laundry today, which in itself isn’t entirely interesting - but the instructions on how to operate the dryer were pretty amusing:

It’s nearly as bad as the “This door must remain unlocked during business hours” sign I saw on the front door of an ice cream shop.

Today I went to look at a place to live. It was an apartment in the Richmond part of the city, and it was right at the top of a hill so you got a cracking view of the city. You could see the fog rolling in off the ocean and covering the Sunset. The roommate was a nice girl called Karen, and the room was pretty decent. I had coffee with her and then I left to go to the beach and think about it a bit.

After some thought I went back and told her I would take it. It’s weird, cos as soon as I told her I immediately had second thoughts and started to panic a bit. I was honest with her and told her I was changing my mind. We got talking and she told me some very personal stuff about her life I then I realised that I really didn’t want to move in! She doesn’t own a TV or a computer, so there’s two things straight off that put doubts in my mind. She asked me to make a decision and lucky for me the phone rang. She answered it, chatted to whoever it was, hung up and told me that she had forgotten that the guy on the other end the phone had already agreed to move in. So basically she was showing a room that was never available in the first place. Solved that problem for me then.

The whole situation made me realise that I’m happy where I am. I like the hostel I’m staying at - it’s not 100% ideal as I have no personal space but I meet interesting people every week and I enjoy the environment. I also felt a bit homesick on the way home on the train, as usually back home finding a place to live is a matter of already having roommates and just finding a house. Over here for me it’s the opposite - I’m trying to find roommates to move in with.

Another thing I’m concerned about is that I haven’t been out to church yet. It’s not entirely my fault, as I’ve had to work every Sunday since I got here (albeit I get tomorrow off to go to Yosemite). But excuses aside I’m really eager to find a decent church to go to, as much as to find some people to hang out with as for spiritual growth. San Francisco is a very difficult place to live for a Christian. As far as I’m aware, I’ve yet to meet another Christian in this city. I realise that Christians come in many different forms and that God’s grace can save anyone, so I may have met another Christian and simply not noticed - but I’d expect that their faith would be pretty noticeable. Which turns the question round to me - how obvious is it to others that I’m a follower of Jesus Christ?

My colleagues in work know I’m a Christian and I sometimes get the inevitable “Oh, sorry I hope that doesn’t offend you” line from people. At the same time, I don’t want to appear as the pious, halo on too tight, weird guy that doesn’t socialise with others. I’ve tried, perhaps not to the best of my ability, to defend what I believe in when the opportunity comes up but when there’s no-one there to back you up it can sometimes be a difficult thing to do.

Well, anyway you can pray for that. Oh, and last night I sadly missed a very good band called Harry and the Potters. They class their musical style as “Wizard Rock”. Shame.

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