In San Francisco

Two photos from our hotel balcony today.

J. and I arrived in San Francisco this morning. The weather was perfect: clear air, blue skies, mild weather.

We hauled our numerous pieces of luggage up the thirty degree incline of Powell St. from the BART station, dropped them off at the hotel, got some lunch in bustling Chinatown, and checked in. Our room is on the eighteenth floor, looking east over the rest of downtown, with views of Coit Tower, the bay, Treasure Island, and the East Bay in the distance. The panorama is gorgeous, and it fills my heart with joy.

Today has been filled with pleasant omens. I had forgotten how pleasurable it is to put feet to street and explore this wonderful city. Hopefully the exercise will compensate for all the chow along the way.

Posts might be slow in the next fortnight, but rest assured that I’m still taking photos.

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