Davis is home to quite a bit more wildlife than I had imagined or initially noticed. There are the obligatory squirrels, assorted birds, and hippies, but one species has attracted my immediate scorn. Ducks. Adjoining my landlord’s apartment complex is the Davis Arboretum, home to a variety of plant life from the world over, including Australia, New Zealand, and other parts of California. Or possibly this part of California. I’m not really sure. Anyway, there are also approximately 17,562 (I counted) Mallard ducks residing in said arboretum as well. Who find it necessary to quack extremely loudly each morning. They could potentially be scared (as I still sometimes am) by the trains passing on the nearby tracks. Thankfully, they were a bit quieter this morning (Sidenote: probably due to the grey skies that are fairly unwelcome. Turn this shitty weather around Davis), and I’m also stuck on Eastern Time, so waking up at 8:00 or 9:00 is acceptable.
Another observation from the past two days: Davis may be the small business capitol of the United States. Given I haven’t been everywhere and I have probably spent more time traveling via bicycle and foot (I walked today so I could actually look around without fear of death) in 2 days here than in other places, but the town is practically totally devoid of chain restaurants save a Taco Bell and Jack in a Box. Oh, and Starbucks (obviously). And possibly some chains I haven’t heard of because they’re uniquely Californian. So, after punching my theory full of holes, I decided to not go to any place more than once so I can get a good sampling of the various coffee/taco/deli/eclectic cafes in the area. Except Guadalajara’s, where I had three fantastic tacos for dinner last night. I’ll probably want to go there for almost every meal, but I’ll try to resist.
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