first impressions

Two questions: 1) Is it possible to fall in love with a physical location? I believe so, and if you tried to convince me otherwise, I would probably argue with you. 2) If the answer to question 1 is yes [and it obviously is], then is it possible to fall in love with said location in approximately one week? Once again, I would assert that it is.

I’ve been in the Bay Area a grand total of one week. Despite the first 5 days in Daly City covered in fog and slightly colder weather, I’m a fan. Which reminds me…the weather. Is is supposed to be Summer, or am I hallucinating? I didn’t know the words “Summer” and “it feels nice outside” could go in the same sentence. My brain all but short-circuits when I tell a friend that it’s mid-August and mid-60s. It blows my mind.

So far I have (1) missed my bus stop and had to walk extra blocks so many times I lost count, (2) met a neighbor who informed me he was “in charge of keeping the neighborhood clean” [note: I couldn't tell if he was a hippie or homeless…I guess that fine line is still a little blurry to me…], (3) learned that it takes me one hour to church, (3) summited mountains [better said…I've walked around the City frequently], (4) had a fight break out next to me on a bus [I made a narrow escape], and (5) seen a bottle of Dove shampoo for $9.95.

I’m not the best writer or blogger, but I do intend to give this thing a shot…and if Laza pulls his weight, also then this may just turn out to be a success.

(This photo was taken from the docks at Fisherman’s Wharf looking back towards the City.)