The houses in San Francisco are like nothing I’ve ever seen before. All soft pastels and strange designs, like they came from the mind of a delirious architect. In fact, a lot of my time here has been strangely reminiscent of houses from The Sims.
In the city itself, I really enjoyed the walk through Haight and Ashbury – the staggering hills are worth it for the view – and into Golden Gate Park. Did anyone else know they have a bison enclosure there?!
Seeing the bridge itself up close is pretty amazing too; I think on a future visit I’ll have to cycle across and into the redwoods park.
I’ve been lucky enough to see both sides of the Bay area, from flashy, car-centric Silicone Valley to the quieter, campusy feel of Berkley. Here it smells of honeysuckle and people leave free things outside their houses.
I did enjoy a visit to Google however, and it’s certainly strange to see the names of huge websites on the sides of offices.
And then there was Yosemite.
I had considered just going for a daytrip – I’m so glad I decided to stay the weekend. The national park completely blew away my expectations; it’s the kind of place which words like ‘awestruck’ were made for. Forests, mountains, waterfalls – I loved my time here, and it reminded me just how much I enjoy being in the outdoors.
We ended the trip at the longest continuously open saloon in the west, complete with stuffed game trophies, number plates from every state and dollar bills stuck to the ceiling like nesting moths.