my sister & i took a spontaneous trip to san francisco this last weekend
and it's taken me some time to somewhat compose my thoughts about the city.
i haven't ever been anywhere like it in my entire life
and i don't think with even a hundred visits to the city that i could ever really understand her.
see, i felt like i would feel immediately at home when i traveled there
and when i didn't, well, that threw me for a loop.
don't get me wrong, i loved every second of it.
it just wasn't what i expected
in a very lovely way, mind you.
when you don't really understand yourself at a point in time
and you visit a city that you can't understand
it makes a girl spin 'round in some sort of speculative loop.
but that's for another day...
san francisco is extremely beautiful and unquestionably vibrant and alive.
i sort of feel like it's now a personal life quest to attempt to understand the city before i die.
there is so much to see and do,
so many streets to walk and people to look at
and so many different flavors to take in.
it's impossible to describe the bay area with only words. it's something you have to taste yourself to understand.
i have dozens of photographs to share and i'm excited to relive the experience through them.
san francisco is captivating.
ending note: spontaneous trips are something to behold, so if there is even a slight window of opportunity to take one, do it. seriously.