Flashes of the Bay

If you've been following my Instagram, you'll know that I just spent a wonderful week in San Francisco with my aunt, who is my favorite human on the planet. I have been feeling so stifled in SLC because of school and some recent drama of the heart. But that salt and sea air, those cookie cutter houses. They brought me life back and I feel so reenergized. That city has such a life and such a history and little did I know, my family has a large part in that history. For instance, my Great Uncle Tom once drove UP Lombard Street, the famously crooked and famously one way down street. God bless the drugs he was on that made him a legend there. My great grandmother also tended to frequent Haight Ashbury and played leapfrog with her friends in the streets from bar to bar. I'd like to think my great grandmother and I would have gotten along very well.

So here are some shots of my trip. Please do enjoy :) PS. This is a very large photo dump. Not sorry at all.

Leaving SLC accompanied by the sun

First stop, of course, City Lights Books

And what I bought there.

Midday Italian sodas stop

Cheese plate break at this fabulous establishment. 

Up to Telegraph Hill

View from Telegraph

The first of many houses I fell in love with 

Crossing the Golden Gate to my Aunt's home. I wish traffic would have stopped on this bridge.

Second day highlight: Ferry boat cruise around Angel Island.
Take me to the water. Leave me with the ferry boats. 

Ma tante et moi.

I discovered a love for sailboats on this trip.

Possibly my favorite picture from the trip. I do love Golden Gate. 

Palace of Fine Arts

My aunt lives right near the bay. This was during our walk to see Super Moon. 

Beach day at Muir Beach! Aka The Day My Sanity Returned 

The surf is the best place to be alone in the world.

Cheese tasting in wine country

View from the top of Lombard Street

If the person who lives in this house on Lombard Street chances upon this,
I will marry you for this house. 

The Haight. My heart. 

Same offer of marriage goes to the owner of this house. 

My last day was spent largely at the De Young Museum. A dream 

My favorite piece in the museum.
Spectator- Speed of Light by James Rosenquist

The view of the city from the top of the museum. Kill me. 

Now, the Painted Ladies are quite beautiful but... 

I'll take their neighbors down the street. 

I visited the house used in Mrs. Doubtfire on Steiner Street and
left a note for Robin Williams in his vast memorial there.

San Francisco Port- my true last stop.

View from the Pier.

The Cupid's Span sculpture.

The arrow found my heart and left it in the bay

Big ups to those of you that made it to the end of this post. I took hundreds of pictures and these are just scraping the surface. But I wanted to get it all out in one post, one beautiful post I can stare at whenever my heart stops beating. I love this city. There is truly nothing like it. Thank you, dear hearts, for sharing this little piece of my trip with me.

PS. This is also my 200th post. :) Here's to many more.