Today I had lunch with an old family friend who has returned from think-tanking in India to live in Palo Alto and get a Ph.D. in energy policy at Stanford. He seems happy. He is the sort to pick a neighborhood based on its school district, because he plans to have children and raise them where he is right now. He is happy.
The various neighborhoods of Silicon Valley have all begun to blur together for me, although I did have a wonderful bowl of noodles at a place on Castro St., and a couple of good beers over at the Tied House Brewery, both in downtown Mountain View. Still, downtown Mountain View doesn’t have the walkability and neighborhood feel that Davis Square does. All the local weeklies have page after page of ads for plastic surgery.
I’m wondering how far I’ll have to commute to find a place like the one I’m in now. SF is great– but it’s an hour at least from anywhere that seems to be hiring. And if I like Somerville so much, why am I looking for work so far away? Perhaps I should spend a little more time developing my Boston-area search next week.
Secretly Ironic 