This is the second of a multi-part series about Terra Cultura’s experience searching for a place to call home. You’ll be hearing from Rachel in the coming weeks about the next phases in our epic quest for land. Click here to see the first part of this series, written by Jessica.
I landed at SFO just as the rain started to pick up for the evening. I waited for my mom to pick me up from the departures level upstairs, a long-standing family tradition that I’m not sure actually saves any time in traffic. Instead of waiting for her to arrive hiding from the shower under the overhang, I stood out by the street, feeling the cool rain trickle down, rinsing the airplane grit and slime off my face and hands. Living in San Diego, it had been months since I’d seen any real rain. This storm felt like an omen, signaling a coming flood of opportunity, after a long and stagnant drought, devoid of forward momentum for us on the land front.