A quick look at book 2, and I saw a couple of pertinent entries:
"November 16 [1929, I think]. ...S. F. was impossible, any city would be to me now [he had moved to Carmel by then] : the dirt, noise, cramped quarters, the drabness of humanity struggling for money enough for food, then hunting excitement. One must grub for money, no matter where, but here [Carmel] at least are trees to look out upon, the ocean nearby, clean sparkling air, and few people, elbow room, breathing space, and for excitement, I don't want the passive kind,—entertainment—I want the thrill of work."
"July 10 — ...Other recent and important notes: I am to have a frame at Hotel Del Monte [I believe it was a large luxury hotel in Monterey], which should bring sittings unfortunately from the class of unhealthy parasites I detest..."