I haven't traveled as much as I've wanted in my lifetime. But I have seen a good portion of our country.
You know what? I've liked it all.
I loved the fall in Pennsylvania, the museums in Washington, D.C., the food in Buffalo, margaritas in San Antonio, the music in Austin, and I could go (and have gone) on and on about how I love western Colorado.
But I will always have a special place in my heart for northern California — specifically the San Francisco Bay Area.
I grew up there and I still miss it.
On our recent trip, Bill, Mar and I went — accompanied by my mom and my brother's family — to San Francisco.
Some people hate the city, but I love it. I love its smell and patina. I love its architecture. I love its food and people. I love that it's a big city, but it's still small.
I love that all you have to do is head west and you'll end up at the beach.
And the beach is a beautiful place to end up.