Too many years ago, I moved to California with six friends. We had met working in restaurants and a German class at the University of Minnesota; some of us had other friends out here already, and as all our circles of acquaintances rippled outward and overlapped, we enjoyed getting to know our new home. The whole world may not have been our oyster, but San Francisco was quite enough.
Archive for January, 2013
I worked Christmas Eve day. When my black lab Edie was injured this summer and I wasn’t walking her before going to work, I altered my commute to take walks from San Francisco’s Financial District down to the Civic Center. I like walking through Union Square early, before it gets crowded, and endure walking through the Tenderloin before getting to work. (more…)