san francisco

When I first drove over the Bay Bridge from Oakland toward San Francisco, I felt more wonder than I've felt anywhere I've ever been. There's the rugged coastline, the bridges, the fog, and the cityscape. In fact, when I drive from wine country to Big Sur I took the long way just so I could drive through San Francisco again. I was able to manage three ah!-there-she-is moments. While actually within the city, I stayed in North Beach, which is the Italian hood. I ate far too many cannoli's and could see City Lights Bookstore from my hotel room. The people were kind and I talked to more strangers than I had in awhile, a funny observation for a Southern girl. What it comes down to is that I enjoy my company more than ever, I'd designed beautiful days, and I was loving all the details of a city and region that spoke to my interests. I find this all telling to the fact I'm going to spend some time in the Bay Area one day. Till then...