I’m completely exhausted. I can’t believe I’ve gone this long without blogging. It’s not like me, but in the past 3 weeks I’ve been home about 3 minutes – so I am going to try and update you about my California vacation bit by bit. (Randomly and with many typos.) Not that you care, Internet People, but it’s my blog and this was the best vacation of my life.
San Francisco, I love you. Yes, I do. We were in San Francisco for the equivalent of the blink on an eye, but it’s beauty and blatantly open liberalness sings to me unlike any other city – and if it weren’t for my fear of massive earthquakes and collapsing bridges, I might live there.
I love practically everything about San Francisco – the cafes, the galleries, and the rows of shotgun style houses. I love the crucial part that the Asian culture, and many others, plays on San Francisco’s heritage. It’s like traveling the world just going around the block. The finality and beauty of a city that physically has nowhere else to grow is appealing to me. Although, the traffic that accompanies that is not so much to love.
But the unrivaled diversity is the thing I love most about San Francisco. Walking down the street and witnessing a gay and lesbian community fit in among the masses is so liberating. This is what community is supposed to be like and it’s unfortunate that Bush, AKA: World’s Worst President, in his greedy quest to rule the world turned his back on humanity and bashed in the skull of acceptance preventing the world from moving forward. (Okay, so that may not be entirely true, and I’m thinking that might be a run-on sentence, but it’s my blog and I’m going to say it anyway.) Everyone should visit San Francisco to get a crash course in gay culture.
Next stop, the Bardessono – greenest hotel in America and worth it’s own post.
The Nike Women’s Half marathon and full are a fantastic excuse to return to SF, hand with some great women, and run through the hilliest and most scenic areas of SF.
Let me know if you try to lotto in next year and we’ll coordinate.
I agree…SF is one of the worlds BEST places…and the FOOD…you gotta write about the FOOD!
Okay, that’s it, another spot to visit going onto my bucket list. Nike Women’s Half may just “half” to happen!
I love San Francisco too, which is why I made my children go to college near there. They need to see and experience what true freedom means. So glad you agree!
Seriuosly….I haven’t blogged either.
Diveristy is good. Remember…this is from a white Midwestern male engineer who hs fed the elephant a few times. Some of us do actually have souls.
Funny you mention the gay thing-on my way in to work today because of a news story I was trying to figure out how to explain to my son why I support hey marriage.
I heart SF!
You were born to live in SF. I still, no matter where I go in the world, think we have the most beautiful skyline; it feels like coming home when I see it lit up!
Herb Caen was a famous SF columnist for the Chronicle. He was a total ‘homer’, you know? SF One, World Zero, kind of guy. Anyway, when I was living there, he wrote something I’ll never forget (partly because it was so arrogant! partly because it’s so true!). People in the early 90s were going on about how San Jose was going to become the urban hub of the Bay Area (silicon valley was taking root and all), and he wrote, “I don’t care how much room they have to expand at that end of the peninsula, San Jose will never be more than ‘the next 26 exits on the freeway’!” Perfectly sums up the manic love hometown folks feel for the City.
Glad you’re back! Now move to Napa. 🙂
Susan, you’re alive! I thought you might have been ambushed by Anton Chigurh.
Yep, San Francisco is about my favourite US city – a bit like Vancouver in Canada, and almost as nice as Sydney. You could move there. The next earthquake isn’t due until 2087.
And to think I lived across the bay in Berkeley once … and left.
I’ve been back once, about 15 years ago, and I can probably recall the turn events of everything we did over five days (Downtown, Palo Alto, Monterrey, Tiburon, Muir Woods, Berkeley again, etc.)
Fav restaurant – Boulevard.
Next time, you’ll have to come to the Central Coast. We have fine wine, awesome restaurants, and no traffic. You can ride your bike (or run) on Highway 1, the most beautiful highway there is.