Is this a uniquely San Francisan phenomenon, or does it apply to residents of all large cities? Here's the story:
Rob and I had a hard time readjusting to city life after our vacation last week. I was starting to feel very fed up with techno loving neighbors, not having a dishwasher or washing machine, public transportation, lots of drunks and high rents. I was thinking that we must be crazy to live here. And then, as always, San Francisco makes me fall in love all over again with just one perfect afternoon.
Yesterday Rob and I walked home from work at 6:00 in the sunny warm weather. Instead of going straight along 16th, we headed a mile and a half up to Dolores Park; stopping at the famous Tartine Bakery to pick up a slice of cake aux olives. The park was packed with happy dogs, groups of picnicking 30-somethings and pick-up soccer games.
At the top of the park, we stopped to take in the view of downtown. A smartly dressed asian woman asked us to take her picture but her camera died before we started. Instead, I offered to use my camera and then email the pictures to her. She was so happy!
It started to get windy and by the time we got home, I had an excellent case of "Katherine Hepburn Hair" and bright flushed cheeks. And just like that, I fell in love with the city all over again!