A Walk Down Memory Lane
Am borrowing one of Erica's entry types because this has been on my mind lately. A friend from another site spent a few days in San Francisco last week, and shared all her wonderful adventures with us. These posts really took me down Memory Lane, for I once lived out in that area. Oh, it was only for a year, and not right IN the city, but about 40 miles north...close enough to go and enjoy it, but still in a small town atmosphere. I fell in love while there...fell in love with THE CITY. When I hear Journey singing "When the lights go out in the city, and the sun shines on the bay, I wanna be there in my city....oh, oh, woh-oh-oh", I get a big lump in my throat. I love San Francisco. The Golden Gate became MY bridge. The Pier became MY place. The whole area is amazing, and I didn't even begin to see as much as I wanted to the year we were there. I've not been able to get back since, and that was 17 years ago, but I am hoping to take my kids there in another year ...