#50: Scope Out Every SF Hood.
Before you call one “home.” If you don’t, you’re either really lucky. Orrrr you’re really screwed. Take it from this fresh-from-DC transplant who thought she could escape apartment hunting insanity by researching “ahead of time” and relying on craigslist. Wrong. Oh, so wrong, so very wrong. It’s as true as people tell you. The neighborhoods define you. And you are defined by the neighborhoods. My first visit to the micro-hoods on day #3 were a testament to…
#49: Tackle Apt Hunting Like A Full Contact Sport.
Tackle it with a helluva thick skin and chutzpah. Do that and you just might not end up in the Tenderloin. It’s taken me 4 weeks, 3 apartments, 202 emails, 47 miles, 646 [espresso] shots, 7 forms of public transit and 1 college dorm room to discover an inevitable fact about SF: If the apartment hunting process doesn’t chew you up into bite-size, San Francisco bedroom-size pieces, roll you around like fresh Sushi or spit you…