I like San Francisco. It has a particular feeling about it that draws me in. After walking along the waterfron I walked back into the CBD to the extra tall buildings, sculptures and plazas. I found a classic coffee shop where the hussle and bussle inside made me feel as part of the community straight away. The owner knew most of the people, was ribbing and shouting orders to the barrista while grinding beans. At the same time he is having a conversation with two of the customers. I got my coffee, sat in the sun outside and just soaked up the gongs on around me. Wonderful.
The waterfron leading to Fishermans Wharf is so refreshing after the desert setting of dalhart. The sea is re-energising and it was so nice to smell that smell again.
I wanted to take some shots of the CBD at night and the Concierge at the hotel told me that dinner cruises were far too expensive and to take a ferry to Saulsalito. Good advice and lovely nook on the harbour.
I used to live in New Zealand until life changed. At 50 years of age I was made redundant from a career that I knew well. My twenty five years as a Commercial Real Estate Specialist was over. So I went home and rennovated the kitchen and totally landscaped the back yard before I joined forces with a couple of my University colleagues and started a new business. What a blast that was, starting from the ground up with everything in front of us. The business took off.
Then one Sunday in August 2008, I went to Church and from out of the blue I crashed big time. I later learnt that I was having... full info