Friday, August 7, 2009

San Francisco at last.

No other city has had me as much from the word go as San Francisco.
Driving here (in a porsche, then a train, then a bus), I was literally giddy with excitement. I feel like a 5 year old in a candy shop! First glimpse of the city made my heart jump. It looks alot like Cape Town in a way (if you close one eye, tip your head to the side and ignore all the bridges) and let's face it, if you're a city, looking like Cape Town is by no means an insult. I'm amazed at how instantly I feel either an affinity to a place or expelled by it. This place feels like a warm comfy sofa that I can flop into for a month or three.
There's a sense of destiny about SF - like everything up to this point has been preparation for this. I've been here an hour and already I'm waxing lyrical.
Now I just need to find a room to rent for next to nothing, a lift to Burning Man, a tent for BM, a sleeping bag for BM, shade cover, nice people, a couple of drinks and everything will be fine.
Nice people should be at the top of that list.
San Francisco baby!

3 comments:

  1. ha!
    i had to sign up for this and that and other things but finally...i get to comment! i have no effing idea what i am doing in blog world.

    i really enjoy following your journey and thank you for sharing your experiences. i love the humor ;)

    http://ramblesbrambleshealingtransformation.blogspot.com

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  2. Hi skoonsus

    I guess I should be writing in English as others can read this but I echo Wanda Hatfield's comments - this is a first for me - talking about living on the edge.
    Just wanted to say I hope you have a fabulous time over there - I will make a plan to stay more updated on your whereabouts.
    We are having so much fun in Stellenbosch and just sad that all the family is here except for you... but you derserve a great time in the US so go show them Alice!
    Freda

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  3. Dankie skoonsus ek waardeer dit!
    Bly julle het my gekry... Dink baie aan julle en voel seker dat die aanpassing darem nie te groot is vir julle nie - julle is mos altwee ou Kapenaars!
    Dankie vir die nota,
    xxx

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