I Left my Heart in San Francisco
I was sixteen when I first laid eyes on The City, and I have loved it everyday since. The thrill, the freedom, the excitement of a big city, and the appeal of a foreign city. It was my first taste of independence.
All posts tagged: San Francisco
Post #85: Fleet Week in SF
Fleet Week. It’s the one week out of the year I really look forward to: the sights of young men and women in uniform, the ear-splitting sounds of jets flying over our apartment. And the weather always seems to cooperate.
Post #81: Organic Farmers Markets in Half Moon Bay, CA
Half Moon Bay, CA. It’s my friend’s ‘happy place’. And after spending a whole day there, I can see why she loves it so much. It’s the perfect size for town: small enough to know all your neighbours, but big enough to have a Round Table Pizza.
Visit San Francisco!
A quick guide to visiting and living in San Francisco.
Post #78: Eat Good, Feel Better, Do Best
There’s so much to say, and yet the words are not so easy to come by of late. I am trying to find my mojo again, and I hope you understand. Sometimes, I just try too hard. Maybe less is more for me right now.
Post #76: The Brown Twins of San Francisco
The first saw them about a week after I moved to the neighbourhood. They sat by the restaurant window, dressed in matching outfits of animal print. Twins. In the few seconds it took to walk by, I was taken. They were intriguing, vivacious. Instinctively, I wanted to know more about them.
The Rebecca Project 