You know those days when you are feeling nostalgic, of a place you fell in love with, of those younger days, full of innocence and vibrancy exploring a foreign place. I got that a couple of months back, dreamy about San Francisco. Back in 2008, I fell in love, of the cool crisp weather, the coastal side, its neatness compared to other US cities. And unexpectedly I am back. As I am writing this, I am on board a hop on hop off bus, under direct sunlight, on the roof top of this bus, in Sausalito. 🙂
And while we are waiting for the trip back to the city, I decided to compose this, a simple ode to being grateful for moments like this. Oh you might ask why unexpected, it’s because I am here on an unplanned business trip to Las Vegas and they just told me about it a lil over a month ago. I’m actually glad I said yes.
Watch out soon for this trip’s blog post. 🙂
It has already been months and I am still yearning to be back in San Francisco – one of my favourite cities in US. I miss sitting down on parks near the bay area and sipping a hot chocolate, people watching, or basically being in awe of that famous bridge. I miss the Seafood clam chowder that are on sour dough bread, the cold weather, walking passed the Victorian houses and going up and down Lombard.. arhhhh everything. Soon again….