I Left My Heart In ...
10PM December 3, 2004
28th & Castro Streets
Noe Valley
I've just arrived from Maryland, having landed at SFO, gotten a rental car, and driven to this corner for the first time. Our new apartment is on this corner. Ladan is on her way from downtown, having attended a wedding that evening for a labmate. She's been living in Berkeley and I've been in Bethesda since May, when she moved out here. Finally I found a job and just today, I've moved out to San Francisco, and here I am. I'm standing at the top of a huge hill, overlooking a series of steep streets down toward the Mission. The lights and hills of the southern part of the bay are bright against a very clear night sky. Literally, my mouth is open and I'm speechless. All I can do is laugh, and I have to ask out loud, "Oh my god -- I live here?!?"
11:30PM December 5, 2006
23rd & De Haro Streets
Potrero Hill
I'm leaving a going-away party for a Dutch friend who's married to an Iranian woman. They've decided to move back to Holland. She's leaving tomorrow, along with their 10-month old baby girl. My friend is here for two more weeks. This is the first time I've been to San Francisco in months; since I moved to Sunnyvale in June, I rarely come back up this way. I'm standing at the top of a huge hill, overlooking a series of steep streets down toward downtown. The lights and hills of the entire downtown area are bright against a very clear night sky. Literally, my mouth is open and I'm speechless. All I can do is sigh, and I have to ask out loud, "My god -- why did I leave this place?!?"
And I wonder if I wasted the year-and-a-half that I lived here. I should have been more active, going out every night, every weekend, exploring, experiencing everything the city has to offer. Why on earth did I spend so much time at home? Behind that damn computer? As a visitor now, it's so easy to forget about the tedious hour-and-a-half commute to Sunnyvale (and same back) each day; the cold, cloudy, windy summer weather; the annoying no-left-turn laws downtown. But even remembering all those things, I still miss this city terribly, and head back to my car with the sinking feeling that I didn't take advantage of all this when I could have, and now it's too late.
*sigh*
28th & Castro Streets
Noe Valley
I've just arrived from Maryland, having landed at SFO, gotten a rental car, and driven to this corner for the first time. Our new apartment is on this corner. Ladan is on her way from downtown, having attended a wedding that evening for a labmate. She's been living in Berkeley and I've been in Bethesda since May, when she moved out here. Finally I found a job and just today, I've moved out to San Francisco, and here I am. I'm standing at the top of a huge hill, overlooking a series of steep streets down toward the Mission. The lights and hills of the southern part of the bay are bright against a very clear night sky. Literally, my mouth is open and I'm speechless. All I can do is laugh, and I have to ask out loud, "Oh my god -- I live here?!?"
11:30PM December 5, 2006
23rd & De Haro Streets
Potrero Hill
I'm leaving a going-away party for a Dutch friend who's married to an Iranian woman. They've decided to move back to Holland. She's leaving tomorrow, along with their 10-month old baby girl. My friend is here for two more weeks. This is the first time I've been to San Francisco in months; since I moved to Sunnyvale in June, I rarely come back up this way. I'm standing at the top of a huge hill, overlooking a series of steep streets down toward downtown. The lights and hills of the entire downtown area are bright against a very clear night sky. Literally, my mouth is open and I'm speechless. All I can do is sigh, and I have to ask out loud, "My god -- why did I leave this place?!?"
And I wonder if I wasted the year-and-a-half that I lived here. I should have been more active, going out every night, every weekend, exploring, experiencing everything the city has to offer. Why on earth did I spend so much time at home? Behind that damn computer? As a visitor now, it's so easy to forget about the tedious hour-and-a-half commute to Sunnyvale (and same back) each day; the cold, cloudy, windy summer weather; the annoying no-left-turn laws downtown. But even remembering all those things, I still miss this city terribly, and head back to my car with the sinking feeling that I didn't take advantage of all this when I could have, and now it's too late.
*sigh*
posted by GregP at 12:36 AM
1 Comments:
Heh, yeah, that's one solution. But THIS particular bitching was specifically because I was missing SF. There's something unique to that city, a certain vibe, that I really miss.
But yeah, the DC thing is gonna happen, stay tuned.
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