Even though it wasn’t my first time in Francisco, going there for a short week-end with my pal A was really different from what I had seen of the city with my mum a few years ago. Of course, the fact that I am now 21 changed some things, but I also discovered that the city was much bigger than I thought.
We flew there with a Virgin America airplane: best company ever, which actually uses some comics to explain the security rules to passengers and has many songs that you can listen to even when the plane takes off - and believe me, this is really useful and reassuring for someone who’s scared as hell like me when they fly.
We arrived in SF in the late afternoon, after taking the Bart (local subway) and walking up the highest hill of the city. And when I say high, I mean high as in “it-felt-like-walking-to-the-
It was already dark, and we experimented the one specific weather condition of the city: the fog! It looked like we were in a ghost city, which was kind of scary. Back to downtown, not far from the only “dangerous” area of the city – the Tenderloin -, we had drinks in a lounge with some live music (they played the song of Michael and Jul in “My Best Friend’s Wedding": The Way You Look Tonight) and sushi that were passing us on little boats. People are really nice in SF, even if their reputation is that they tend to be a bit snobbish.
On Saturday, we went to “The Bridge School Benefit” that Neil Young gives every year. But that’s another story, and quite an adventure because of the rain. To be continued…
MJ
