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.
2 comments:
I was fortunate enough to have on day in San Fran and a few in San Jose. The people are really really nice and friendly. Love the sea lions, and yes, enjoyed the welcome feeling the city has. It is truly unique as many cities are just feel like a slab of concrete.
You and me both, honey!
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