Random Crap: Golden Gate Edition

We can just completely ignore what the fog does to my hair, and imagine this will pretty much be the Virginia look as well, due to start in the fall.

It’s really really hard to finish and turn in your last final when this is out your window beckoning you to come out and play… I have one final left, and the professor was totally cool and emailed me the file and told me to take in and just submit it to him electronically with no penalty. Sometimes living now totally rocks.

Yeah, so I made a quick jump home for the weekend. The kids had time with their dad at my house, and I had some miles that needed to be burnt- et voila, a free weekend away for mama!

Got to spend some time with my family, see my brother, my nephews, hang out with some friends, and eat some of the best food on the planet. Sorry, Washington state, but San Francisco forever beats the flannels and Uggs off you in any foodie competition, barring none.

The Pacific ocean is my favorite.

I really really love airports and travel. The flurry and hustle and excitement of going somewhere— I don’t care where— is just intoxicating and I adore it. I would rather have an airplane ticket to somewhere that a new bag, or a fancy night out, or even sexy new shoes- yes, I meant that! (most of the time)

It’d been two and a half years since I was in San Francisco. When I’m away for too long, it’s easy to imagine my memories are idealized and it’s not really as lovely or as wonderful a city as I want it to be. Then I come home. And I realize my memories are actually faded photographs of what is real. It’s better. Golden, ephemeral, achingly beautiful. More than any memory.

No matter where I live, no matter where I go or end up, or how many places my wanderlust traveling heart takes me, San Francisco will always— always— be home.

 

11 thoughts on “Random Crap: Golden Gate Edition

  1. “Sorry, Washington state, but San Francisco forever beats the flannels and Uggs off you in any foodie competition, barring none.” Hear, hear!

    I love the Marin Headlands, too. The Bay Area is just a beautiful place to live. I’m happy I got to for a while. My brother is hoping to get a job with a company that will place him there. I’m hoping so too so I can have a legit excuse to visit again and again.

  2. So homesick now!! It’s been almost 7 yrs since I’ve been home. One of these years I will take my kids back and show them San Fran. Glad you got some time to yourself. Hope your visit was everything you hoped it would be.

  3. Um, there will be no fog in Virginia, just heat added to that humidity. Sorry babe, your hair will never be straight here. Trust me on that.

    And don’t be calling favs on the Pacific until you’ve bonded with the Atlantic. Just sayin’….

  4. Welcome home!! We ( SF and I) have missed you. Love that you make it back here every so often. And straight hair is overrated. Make it curly and embrace it!

  5. Heads up on one of the differences between the Atlantic and the Pacific, at least up north: I’ll never forget being at a beach in New England and watching a bikini-clad young woman from California go dashing into the Atlantic, only to frantically emerge seconds later with teeth chattering. ;)

    I believe you will come to appreciate and love both coasts and oceans!

    … Hmm, Tracy, did you ever think there would come a day when others would envy your experiences and opportunities?!

  6. Sunrises over the ocean when I lived in Virginia always seemed so very wrong. The sun is supposed to SET into the ocean, not rise from it! But that’s the Oregonian in me.

  7. This California girl has never ever seen the sun rise over the ocean. That will be very strange.

    Ray, you lucky dog- Marin is some of God’s finest country.

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