San Francisco is colorful and fun and hilly, which everyone knows from watching the movies. (
Nine Months and
The Rock spring to mind first, but those are both terrible films and embarassing to admit that I watched. Multiple times.)
I adore the city for its multicultural vibe, old Victorian homes and proximity to the sea. Jun found it too tightly packed together and a little bit suffocating. But we agreed that the endless views of the Golden Gate Bridge are tops. We strolled around all afternoon, going up to Russian Hill and down to Fisherman's Wharf, then over to the Painted Ladies and the bridge. And a thriftstore.
We left San Francisco as quickly as we arrived, heading up to beautiful Santa Cruz for dinner and a good sleep. It seems like if we aren't in Tokyo, we don't have much desire to be in a big, bustling city these days.
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