Just another day blending in with the Golden Gate Bridge.
San Francisco, where even the hills have eyes.
Living the fog life, not the thug life.
Finding peace amidst the chaos of Lombard Street.
Eating my weight in seafood and loving every bite.
Getting lost in the beauty of painted ladies.
Sipping coffee and watching the city come to life.
Living the dream, one foggy morning at a time.
In a committed relationship with sourdough bread.