(August 2007)
"The San Diego Freeway's congestion problems are legendary, leading to the joke that the Interstate was named 405 because traffic moves at "four or five" miles an hour." (From Wikipedia)
(August 2007)
(August 2007)
The parking lot on the other side of the Volkswagen/Audi Design Center California (in Santa Monica) was of course filled with brand new Audis; quite a sight in the US. (August 2007)
I had quite a few misguiding preconceptions related to the States... premisconceptions, I might say, using a Bushism-suspect word unification. It would be helpful not to have these biases and baggage of provincialism my next time around...
Well yes, piso mojado... I was totally unprepared for this, that's why I memorized the expression. I didn't realize any language other than English would be used in an official context (such as cautioning people of wet floors). The stranger thing is, dual-language signs are not uncommon even in Hungary: for example, Budaörs is displayed in its German form (Wudersch) on city limit signs. Tourist information is displayed in at least German, English and Hungarian. Food products usually list ingredients in about 6-8 languages. In Europe, multilingualism is the norm. Although I was aware of the presence of a large Hispanic population in the South, I thought the US would be monolingual in signage. A further surprise was that when asking for bus directions at bus stops in L .A., the people didn't understand what I was saying in English.
Assistants were waiting with wheelchairs at the airplane exit. The concept that someone would travel across an ocean despite being handicapped was new to me. But of course, why not? The infrastructure in Hungary is quite disabled-unfriendly (this is starting to change because of the EU), so seeing people going around in a wheelchair is not common here (ie. they try to stay at home). Then, there are many poor and/or alcoholic people in downtown Atlanta racing around with motorized wheelchairs. Again, the concept of a disabled person moving faster than a walking person (me) was surprising to me. And again, because of the low visibility of disabled people in Hungary, a motorized wheelchair seemed like a cool and expensive solution -- and in direct contradiction with the fact that the person riding it was poor and/or alcoholic. I later got the hint that these people are in fact war veterans, and the military has to buy the motorchairs for them.
I was aware that Atlanta's population is two-thirds black. I guess I was expecting Georgia Tech to be a predominantly black school. I guess I am naive. The current stats show only 8% black undergrads and 6% black grad students. In addition, I was expecting black students to be African-Americans. I was further surprised that many are from Africa instead. But the biggest surprise was the size of the Asian student population: 18% at undergrad level and 36% at graduate level. I must admit this caused me great confusion, as the concept of Asia as a powerful source of students was simply missing from my worldview. I was somewhat aware of how my Hungarian education compares with the rest of Europe, and I was expecting to compare myself to students from the US educational system. I was caught "off guard" by having to match up to students from the Asian systems (which wouldn't be painful, if they weren't good). In Hungary, the Hungarian educational system is usually praised as really good: a bunch of Hungarians emigrated to the US during WWII after finishing high school in Hungary, and became prominent physicists/mathematicians there (like Edward Teller). Some scientists found this phenomenon interesting, and called these people "Martians", since they were intelligent and talking some unknown funny language (ie. Hungarian). Isaac Asimov said that "A saying circulated among us that two intelligent species live on Earth: Humans and Hungarians." I feel that stories like this were very harmful for me, as they created unnecessary pressure: the expectation to be something like these legendary people. It would be best to stop the bullshit: Hungarian education today can be called OK at best.
I was surprised by the presence of students who are/were soldiers. In Hungary, the two pretty much exclude each other: if you can get into college, you'll stay far away from the military (higher education is state sponsored). Hungary's military is in pretty bad shape, but conscription was finally abolished about last year. Everybody hated the obligatory military service, as it only meant having to do stupid/useless things under the supervision of morons in an organization with no funds and bad infrastructure, and wasting time that you could instead use to do something more useful like study/work/party. Making up medical excuses to avoid service was the norm, and the doctors were quite cooperating. In addition, the military was ensuring communist power in the past. With this background, it is not surprising that a person who willlingly joins the military is regarded as slightly out of their mind and most certainly someone who is not even able to find a decent job (a store clerk, for example). Now, I understand that the situation in the US is different -- the army is well-funded, there is decent training and equipment, and most importantly, it can get your college education financed.
I had imagined regulations and rules to be more liberal in the US. For example, the law that you can't take alcohol to the streets in its bottle (but have to hide it in a bag) feels like a rule on a high school trip, and not something that a government/state would impose on its adult citizens. I was also surprised by bar attendants and bouncers checking IDs in places serving alcohol -- this was customary in Hungary in the depths of communist over-eagerness to check on the people. I also expected regulations to make more sense: not including state tax in declared prices is just plain stupid.
I was surprised by names of places and people. I don't really know what my expecations were, but the Indian (my favorite: Chattahoochee) and Spanish (my favorite: San Luis Obispo) place names were a definite surprise. And I guess I expected everyone to be Jones/Johnson/Jackson/Smith.
I had some preconceptions about New York as the city of (super)models and the place where "if I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere". I'm not sure how "make it" should be interpreted: I always understood this as "if I can get to NY, I can get to anywhere", but I've just realized that it could be "if I can be successful in NY, I can be be successful anywhere" (so it's "make it to NY" vs. "make it in NY"). As a result of my "going to NY shows that I'm empowered to go anywhere" interpretation, I always thought that I would enter the US in NY... I didn't, but I did eventually make it to New York, so I guess this means that I have the ability to go anyplace in the world! Cool! And yes, it is the city of models. :)
My preconceptions about California were multiple. It certainly had a vibrant feel to it, a place where the interesting things are happening, where it's all good, from Diego to the Bay, or the Bay Area and back down:
Tupac feat. Dre: California Love
California is the place where Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath, and Cannery Row novels take place (I re-read these recently for good measure). Our weekend plot, where we used to spend many summers with my cousins, is quite similar to the Oklahoma fields the Joads left behind: arid and hot. I remember those dry and hot summers, with strong sun and no rain for weeks. When the soil turns into desert-fine hot sand, and only the ubiquitous weeds are green... ah, nostalgia :) Anyway, I felt a connection with the Okies' westward migration, and California had this "call of the Promised Land" for me, drawing me to itself.
And California is the place where Knight Rider took place... so I had quite many advance memories of desert roads and small California towns from around '92.
Then, the ocean beach where Baywatch and films like White Men Can't Jump take place, is where I expected the roller-skate babes. I did go to Venice Beach and Santa Monica's beach, and checked: there really are people roller-skating.
I had just seen several episodes of Beverly Hills 90210 the semester before going to GT. Although those were high school seniors going to college in the series, I felt quite similar to those kids, with all the excitement of going to a US college for the first time.
I feel a connection with the kids who "play" in the concrete bed of the L. A. River, as we used to do something similar here on a creek scale some 10 years ago... I mean how could little kids entertain themselves better after school in the boring housing projects than walking in a concrete canal while trying to avoid getting into the barely-flowing creek. Or stopping elevators to write on the interior wall of the elevator shaft between two levels. Or making makeshift hideouts from found material in the nearby reed field and woods. Or going into abandoned houses to discover drugs. Or just roaming the blocks in cliques. We were just kids on the block during the economically hard times after the '89 revolution... it was like a cyberpunk urban wasteland for us, where we knew the secrets of the terrain. A world that was no stranger to a cyborg California governor chasing runaways in the concrete L.A. River bed:
Guns N' Roses: You Could Be Mine
But things have changed: the canal has been put underground, the reed field is now an asphalt parking lot, the abandoned house was razed to give way for a huge mall, the economy is doing great... and our generation has grown up. It is time to leave the premisconceptions behind.
Well yes, piso mojado... I was totally unprepared for this, that's why I memorized the expression. I didn't realize any language other than English would be used in an official context (such as cautioning people of wet floors). The stranger thing is, dual-language signs are not uncommon even in Hungary: for example, Budaörs is displayed in its German form (Wudersch) on city limit signs. Tourist information is displayed in at least German, English and Hungarian. Food products usually list ingredients in about 6-8 languages. In Europe, multilingualism is the norm. Although I was aware of the presence of a large Hispanic population in the South, I thought the US would be monolingual in signage. A further surprise was that when asking for bus directions at bus stops in L .A., the people didn't understand what I was saying in English.
Assistants were waiting with wheelchairs at the airplane exit. The concept that someone would travel across an ocean despite being handicapped was new to me. But of course, why not? The infrastructure in Hungary is quite disabled-unfriendly (this is starting to change because of the EU), so seeing people going around in a wheelchair is not common here (ie. they try to stay at home). Then, there are many poor and/or alcoholic people in downtown Atlanta racing around with motorized wheelchairs. Again, the concept of a disabled person moving faster than a walking person (me) was surprising to me. And again, because of the low visibility of disabled people in Hungary, a motorized wheelchair seemed like a cool and expensive solution -- and in direct contradiction with the fact that the person riding it was poor and/or alcoholic. I later got the hint that these people are in fact war veterans, and the military has to buy the motorchairs for them.
I was aware that Atlanta's population is two-thirds black. I guess I was expecting Georgia Tech to be a predominantly black school. I guess I am naive. The current stats show only 8% black undergrads and 6% black grad students. In addition, I was expecting black students to be African-Americans. I was further surprised that many are from Africa instead. But the biggest surprise was the size of the Asian student population: 18% at undergrad level and 36% at graduate level. I must admit this caused me great confusion, as the concept of Asia as a powerful source of students was simply missing from my worldview. I was somewhat aware of how my Hungarian education compares with the rest of Europe, and I was expecting to compare myself to students from the US educational system. I was caught "off guard" by having to match up to students from the Asian systems (which wouldn't be painful, if they weren't good). In Hungary, the Hungarian educational system is usually praised as really good: a bunch of Hungarians emigrated to the US during WWII after finishing high school in Hungary, and became prominent physicists/mathematicians there (like Edward Teller). Some scientists found this phenomenon interesting, and called these people "Martians", since they were intelligent and talking some unknown funny language (ie. Hungarian). Isaac Asimov said that "A saying circulated among us that two intelligent species live on Earth: Humans and Hungarians." I feel that stories like this were very harmful for me, as they created unnecessary pressure: the expectation to be something like these legendary people. It would be best to stop the bullshit: Hungarian education today can be called OK at best.
I was surprised by the presence of students who are/were soldiers. In Hungary, the two pretty much exclude each other: if you can get into college, you'll stay far away from the military (higher education is state sponsored). Hungary's military is in pretty bad shape, but conscription was finally abolished about last year. Everybody hated the obligatory military service, as it only meant having to do stupid/useless things under the supervision of morons in an organization with no funds and bad infrastructure, and wasting time that you could instead use to do something more useful like study/work/party. Making up medical excuses to avoid service was the norm, and the doctors were quite cooperating. In addition, the military was ensuring communist power in the past. With this background, it is not surprising that a person who willlingly joins the military is regarded as slightly out of their mind and most certainly someone who is not even able to find a decent job (a store clerk, for example). Now, I understand that the situation in the US is different -- the army is well-funded, there is decent training and equipment, and most importantly, it can get your college education financed.
I had imagined regulations and rules to be more liberal in the US. For example, the law that you can't take alcohol to the streets in its bottle (but have to hide it in a bag) feels like a rule on a high school trip, and not something that a government/state would impose on its adult citizens. I was also surprised by bar attendants and bouncers checking IDs in places serving alcohol -- this was customary in Hungary in the depths of communist over-eagerness to check on the people. I also expected regulations to make more sense: not including state tax in declared prices is just plain stupid.
I was surprised by names of places and people. I don't really know what my expecations were, but the Indian (my favorite: Chattahoochee) and Spanish (my favorite: San Luis Obispo) place names were a definite surprise. And I guess I expected everyone to be Jones/Johnson/Jackson/Smith.
I had some preconceptions about New York as the city of (super)models and the place where "if I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere". I'm not sure how "make it" should be interpreted: I always understood this as "if I can get to NY, I can get to anywhere", but I've just realized that it could be "if I can be successful in NY, I can be be successful anywhere" (so it's "make it to NY" vs. "make it in NY"). As a result of my "going to NY shows that I'm empowered to go anywhere" interpretation, I always thought that I would enter the US in NY... I didn't, but I did eventually make it to New York, so I guess this means that I have the ability to go anyplace in the world! Cool! And yes, it is the city of models. :)
My preconceptions about California were multiple. It certainly had a vibrant feel to it, a place where the interesting things are happening, where it's all good, from Diego to the Bay, or the Bay Area and back down:
Tupac feat. Dre: California Love
California is the place where Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath, and Cannery Row novels take place (I re-read these recently for good measure). Our weekend plot, where we used to spend many summers with my cousins, is quite similar to the Oklahoma fields the Joads left behind: arid and hot. I remember those dry and hot summers, with strong sun and no rain for weeks. When the soil turns into desert-fine hot sand, and only the ubiquitous weeds are green... ah, nostalgia :) Anyway, I felt a connection with the Okies' westward migration, and California had this "call of the Promised Land" for me, drawing me to itself.
And California is the place where Knight Rider took place... so I had quite many advance memories of desert roads and small California towns from around '92.
Then, the ocean beach where Baywatch and films like White Men Can't Jump take place, is where I expected the roller-skate babes. I did go to Venice Beach and Santa Monica's beach, and checked: there really are people roller-skating.
I had just seen several episodes of Beverly Hills 90210 the semester before going to GT. Although those were high school seniors going to college in the series, I felt quite similar to those kids, with all the excitement of going to a US college for the first time.
I feel a connection with the kids who "play" in the concrete bed of the L. A. River, as we used to do something similar here on a creek scale some 10 years ago... I mean how could little kids entertain themselves better after school in the boring housing projects than walking in a concrete canal while trying to avoid getting into the barely-flowing creek. Or stopping elevators to write on the interior wall of the elevator shaft between two levels. Or making makeshift hideouts from found material in the nearby reed field and woods. Or going into abandoned houses to discover drugs. Or just roaming the blocks in cliques. We were just kids on the block during the economically hard times after the '89 revolution... it was like a cyberpunk urban wasteland for us, where we knew the secrets of the terrain. A world that was no stranger to a cyborg California governor chasing runaways in the concrete L.A. River bed:
Guns N' Roses: You Could Be Mine
But things have changed: the canal has been put underground, the reed field is now an asphalt parking lot, the abandoned house was razed to give way for a huge mall, the economy is doing great... and our generation has grown up. It is time to leave the premisconceptions behind.
I'm cutting through the immense number of pictures that I made in the past 5 months. There's still a lot to go. Today's news are the pics from Los Angeles (from the Graduation Tour back in August).
Hollywood
Los Angeles beaches: Venice, Santa Monica, Marina del Rey
Check out the pic with the (actor) imperial stormtrooper talking with the (real) LAPD officers on Hollywood Blvd :)
HollywoodLos Angeles beaches: Venice, Santa Monica, Marina del ReyCheck out the pic with the (actor) imperial stormtrooper talking with the (real) LAPD officers on Hollywood Blvd :)
Meg az LA-be tarto busz-utrol par dolog: meglepodtem, hogy az
interstate (az allamkozi sztrada) csak 2x2 sav volt... Mar azt hittem,
mindenhol az atlantai 2x7 sav van, de ugy tunik, hogy csak a
varosoknal nagyon szelesek a palyak. Az atlantai 2x7 raadasul ket
interstate egyesulese (mint M1/M7) is. Raadasul az interstate nehol
szornyen vacak minosegu, mint a regi M1/M7! (a zakatolos) LA-SF kozt
szinten ugyanez a helyzet. A Flagstaff-LA ut ket reszbol allt, ami kozt le
kell atszallas van (mintha csak repulo lenne, de itt a csomagot
magadnak kell vinni). Ez az atszallas Phoenix-ben volt; es jott a border
patrol... (hatarorseg) Meg jo, hogy nalam voltak a dokumentumok; nem
ugy ket mexiko fickonal, akik elottem alltak a sorban es mar nem is
jottek tovabb LA-be...
interstate (az allamkozi sztrada) csak 2x2 sav volt... Mar azt hittem,
mindenhol az atlantai 2x7 sav van, de ugy tunik, hogy csak a
varosoknal nagyon szelesek a palyak. Az atlantai 2x7 raadasul ket
interstate egyesulese (mint M1/M7) is. Raadasul az interstate nehol
szornyen vacak minosegu, mint a regi M1/M7! (a zakatolos) LA-SF kozt
szinten ugyanez a helyzet. A Flagstaff-LA ut ket reszbol allt, ami kozt le
kell atszallas van (mintha csak repulo lenne, de itt a csomagot
magadnak kell vinni). Ez az atszallas Phoenix-ben volt; es jott a border
patrol... (hatarorseg) Meg jo, hogy nalam voltak a dokumentumok; nem
ugy ket mexiko fickonal, akik elottem alltak a sorban es mar nem is
jottek tovabb LA-be...
LA-be eleg felkeszuletlenul erkeztem, pontosan nem is tudtam, mit
lenne jo megnezni. A hostel Hollywoodban volt, amihez kis magyarazat
kell. Los Angeles varos maga szinte csak a downtown-t jelenti (ahol a
felhokarcolok vannak), es eleg erdektelen. A Los Angeles, amirol mindig
szo van, az Los Angeles County (~megye), ami egy hatalmas
kiterjedesu autopalyakkal keresztul-kasul behalozott osszevisszasag.
LA County tobb kozigazgatasi telepulesbol all: Los Angeles (a
downtown), Hollywood (a filmes resz), Beverly Hills (ahol a sztarok
laknak), Compton (a "rossz" kornyek), San Fernando Valley
(szilikonvolgy) stb. Szoval en nem a legvarosiasabb reszen, hanem
Hollywood-ban voltam. Itt a hostel a Hollywood Boulevard (Blvd)
toszomszedsagaban van. A Hollywood Blvd-n van a Walk of Fame (a
sztarok nevei csillagokban a jardan vegig) meg a Gruman's Chinese
Theatre. Ez utobbi egy hires (es kinai stilusban dekoralt) mozi. En
egyiktol sem ajultam el kulonosebben. A kozhiedelemmel ellentetben
LA-ben van tomegkozlekedes, foleg busz, de metro is. Pl. a downtown-
ba, vagy a Universal Studios-hoz Hollywood-bol metroval mentem.
Erdekes modon nincs semmi jegy-ellenorzo rendszer (vs. New York,
Atlanta). Ha jobban meggondolom, Bp-en sincs mondjuk. Mindenesetre
en vettem napijegyeket, mert eleg olcso ($3, ami 2-3 jegy ara csak). A
buszon meg a vezetonek kell mutatni a napijegyet (vagy helyben
bedobni a dijat).
Elso nap a Hollywood-i reszen maszkaltam. Lehet latni a Hollywood
sign-t is a kozeli domboldalon. Jartam a Universal Studios-nal is, de be
nem mentem, mert irto draga ($50!) es hulyesegert nem fizetunk. Bar a
Studios-nal is voltak mindenfele gigantikus es egyeb amul-bamul
dolgok, osszessegeben (mint ahogy mar irtam) nem voltam tole odaig
meg vissza -- Vegas-t nem nagyon lehet felulmulni...
Masodik nap busszal lementem az ocean-partra. A buszon persze foleg
latino-k/mexikoiaik utaznak. Hivatalos adatok alapjan LA 50%-a latino,
10%-a fekete... Parszor kiserleteztem kerdezgetni buszmegalloban
embereket, hogy melyik busz hogy megy, de egyszeruen nem ertenek
angolul! Plane nem beszelnek! Los Angeles, California-rol van szo itten,
nem Tijuana-rol... Naszoval a cel Venice Beach volt. Amint leertem a
parti setanyra, mintha magnes lett volna a vizben, csak mentem
egyenesen elore. Jo nagy szeles homokos part van (innentol Baywatch-
ban lehet gondolkodni). Szandalt leveve lementem egesz Santa Monica-
ig a vizben/parton. Labnyomok a homokban, meg minden...! Santa
Monica-ban van a molo az oriaskerekkel meg vidamparkkal, ami
rengetek filmben van. Innen meg a setanyon visszamentem Venice
Beach-en tulig, Marina del Rey-ig, ahol egy hatalmas yacht-kikoto van.
Venice Beach meg az a hely, ahol tenyleg vannak a setanyon a
gorkorisok, biciklisek stb. Itt van Muscle Beach is; ami nem
telepulesnev, a tobbi viszont igen. A parton ugy jonnek sorba, hogy:
Malibu, Santa Monica, Venice, Marina del Rey. Malibu az kicsit tavolabb
van, ugyhogy oda nem mentem el. Csomo sztar lakik ott (pl Britni), mint
Beverly Hills-ben is. Szoval irto klassz volt itt maszkalni. Eszembe jutott,
hogy meg sem fordult bennem, hogy egyszer itt leszek. Nantes mellett
az oceannal lattam ilyesmi beach-et, es emlekszem akkor gondoltam,
hogy nahat ez egy beach! :) Ez meg aztan tenyleg A beach volt...
Mint ahogy mar irtam, tegnap este ertem San Francisco-ba. Itt az elso
2 ejjel a Taylor Hotel-ben vagyok, ahol ingyen net van. De most mar
megyek, mert vagy 2 oraja gepelek mar....
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Szoval a kanyontol hetfo este jottem el. Masnap reggel indult a
Greyhound busz LA-be. Ezt az ejjelt egy Flagstaff-i hostelben
szandekoztam eltolteni, telefonon csinaltam is foglalast, de ugyesen
elkavartak, minuszpont. Szerencsesen eleg jo szobat tudtak adni,
ugyhogy azert OK volt. Bar hostelben kozos szobakban joval olcsobb a
szallas mindenhol, de igy hogy egyedul utazom, nem nagyon van
kedvem csak ugy X masik idegennel kozoskodni, ugyhogy mindenhol
inkabb privat szobaba megyek. A Flagstaff-i hostelben meg egy aktualis
mosast is sikerult megejtenem.
Greyhound busz LA-be. Ezt az ejjelt egy Flagstaff-i hostelben
szandekoztam eltolteni, telefonon csinaltam is foglalast, de ugyesen
elkavartak, minuszpont. Szerencsesen eleg jo szobat tudtak adni,
ugyhogy azert OK volt. Bar hostelben kozos szobakban joval olcsobb a
szallas mindenhol, de igy hogy egyedul utazom, nem nagyon van
kedvem csak ugy X masik idegennel kozoskodni, ugyhogy mindenhol
inkabb privat szobaba megyek. A Flagstaff-i hostelben meg egy aktualis
mosast is sikerult megejtenem.
A buszozas LA-ba Phoenix-en keresztul vezetett, 12 ora hosszan, es
szornyu volt... Harom kisgyerek volt a buszon, ebbol 2 felvaltva
bombolt, tobbnyire pont a mogottem levo ulesen. A vegen mar
mindenkinek az idegeire mentek, es en is leginkabb a Taigetoszra
kivantam oket :) Ugyhogy azota ha kisgyerekes anyukat latok,
fejvesztve menekulok melegebb eghajlatra... Szoval mar tiszta ideg
voltam mire Hollywoodba ertem. Ott is privat hostel szobaba mentem. A
helyet Szilvi ajanlotta, jo pozicioban volt, meg a berendezes is erdekes
volt. A "recepcios" ficko viszont remes volt, minden mozdulat 1000 evig
tartott, mindent elfelejett, minden vackot (jo lassan) adminisztralt
valami jegyzet-konyvbe; szoval elegge el volt szallva magatol
szerintem, kiszolgalasi szinvonal 0. A WC/furdo kozos volt, de ugy,
hogy nem tobb WC/furdo volt (mint pl. egy taborban), hanem a folyoso
ket vegen csak 1-1. Ez azert jo, mert allandoan lesni kell a szobabol
kifele, hogy vajon lehet-e mar menni, es persze amikor a legjobban
kene, akkor foglalt. Az en szobam raadasul a bejarathoz legkozelebb
volt, hangszigeteles 0, ugyhogy allandoan telefoncsorgest, ajtocsengot
meg maszkalast hallgathattam -- szerencsere napkozben nem voltam
ott. Erkezeskor azzal orvendeztettek meg, hogy kartyaval nem lehet
fizetni -- nem tudom miert gondoljak, hogy LA-ban tobb100 $-ral a
zsebben maszkalnak az emberek... szoval el kellett meg mennem ATM-
hez is (nem sajat bank, ugyhogy +$) ejjel. Amugy maga a szallashely
tenyleg tetszetos, csak a szervezes ne lenne ilyen kreten.
A Canyon-nal, meg ezekben a motelekben tapasztalt pancsersegek
kapcsan erzem azt, hogy nem nagyon tudom toleralni az ilyeneket --
miert nem lehet normalisan csinalni a dolgokat? Szinten Vegas ota
erzem azt, hogy igazandibol nincs olyan dolog, amit kello penzzel es
otletesseggel ellatva ne lehetne megcsinalni; ami egy jo gondolat. Az
utazgatasok soran, meg az LA-i es SF-i buszozas soran sokat
gondolkodtam is mindenfele dolgokon, es kozben egyre jobban
kikristalyosodott egy jo kis elkepzeles, amit mar par eve keresek. Az
elkepzeles kozvetlenul juliusban indult a DARPA Grand Challenge jobb
felfedezesevel, es ezekben a napokban allnak ossze a puzzle reszei...
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udv Hollywoodbol! Most csak roviden irok, bovebben a hetvegen.
Megjartam a Grand Canyont, nem estem bele, klassz volt! Aztan Flagstaff-i ejszaka utan Los Angeles-be erkeztem, pontosabban Hollywoodba. Most epp Venice Beach-re indulok korulnezni, csak meg szallast kellett foglalnom a neten holnapra, mert holnap indulok San Francisco-ba.