san francisco, san francisco.
always busy, always pretty.
i can see you just across the bay.

your red bridge over the sea,
keeps me safe and warm and free
on a clear day there’s no place i’d rather be.

[excerpt from joey ryan‘s awesome song “california“]

i love san francisco. the people are warm and friendly, and there is a strange sense of small-ness and close-ness despite it’s large and diverse population. there is always something new to see, to photograph, to eat, to experience. i quite like that and i find myself energised after visiting the city. and yet i always feel as though i left part of my heart there. san fransisco has it’s way of doing that. rude. but alas, i know i shall return. someday.