For those that know me, they know I am a city girl at my very core. I love how small I feel in a city, like I am a part of something so much bigger. The sounds of cars and people talking and electricity calm me. I love being embedded in something so multifaceted and fast paced.
As a Portland girl, I knew I would love San Francisco, but I was still taken aback by just how much I was captivated by this place, and every time I go back, I feel a stronger and stronger pull.
This Spring Break, I was so lucky to be able to make the 10 hour drive down to the bay area with T and our best friends, and get my bay area fix.
I had the best burrito of my life, got lost in the Mission, got in my first (minor) auto collision, took so many pictures, got pho and pedicures with my best friend, explored parts of SF that I had never seen, and even got to catch up with my aunt and cousins after many years.
San Francisco is my happy place.
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