San Francisco

I accidentally went to San Francisco. When I was planning my solo March Break adventures, I was putting in a lot of airport combinations to see what was cheaper, and I ended up booking to San Francisco instead of San Diego, like a total rookie traveller. When I saw my mistake, I figured it was travel fate. Sometimes, weird things happen when travelling that work out for the best, so I left this one up to the gods of travel kismet/serendipity/other big words. It was good kismetdipity. I’m not big on cities, but San Francisco is basically magical. I got lucky, and stumbled into super warm, clear blue days for the most part (there was a really foggy drive from Sausalito back to my hotel where I crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and couldn’t even see the bridge while on it…) I was a total tourist. I went to see the Painted Ladies, Alcatraz, Ghirardelli, Fisherman’s Wharf, Sutro Baths, Muir Woods…. And I have no regrets about it. Alcatraz deserves it’s own post, being one of those bucket list moments.

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