I take a picture every time I cross the Golden Gate Bridge. When you’re lucky enough to get a bright blue sky contrasting the rusty red, it’s a welcoming and exciting sight.
San Francisco is still one of my favorite cities in the world. I’m going to attempt to navigate some American public transportation and make my way there next week to visit friends from my schooling days, eat hipster food, and soak up the usual weirdness.
True to form, I may wear a flower in my hair.