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It is dangerously easy to fall in love with this city…
I had the teensiest of legs up coming to San Francisco for the Dance/USA conference in that I was born in the area and had family I could stay with. Because we’d often come back to visit, I’ve seen the major sites already: The Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, Fisherman’s Wharf, Pier 39, Ghiradelli Square, Lombard Street, and the list goes on.
So, knowing I had limited time outside of a conference room during my three days here I didn’t want to revisit things I’ve already seen.
I chose, instead, to just walk.
Even though I’ve been here a countless number of times, this is the first time I’ve visited as an adult. I was surprisingly disoriented, being used to a really strict grid system, but SF is quite small by comparison to Chicago and after I got my bearings I really started to enjoy my walking tours and trips on the BART.
Without any goals or preconceived destinations, I feel like I got to walk among San Franciscans as if I was one of them, and, I gotta tell you, I could get used to that. In both neighborhoods I visited (Union Square and The Mission) I found happy accidents such as live music performances, farmers markets, and fantastic murals to gaze at. Not to mention the fantastic weather and interesting mix of Victorian and Spanish Colonial architecture.
In most cities I feel like I have to squeeze it all in. I have to see as much as possible in a limited amount of time, and take the city by storm. Rarely do you get the opportunity to sink in and go at a normal pace, and maybe it’s for that reason that you start to miss home or feel like “it’s a nice place to visit but I wouldn’t want to live there”.
San Francisco was dangerously different. I never felt like a tourist (even when I was wearing a big conference name tag). I fit right in. I didn’t feel like walking the bridge or hitting the nightlife; I felt like shopping for deli meat and bananas. It felt like home.
Does San Francisco have this effect on everyone, or is it just me?