San Francisco

Did you know that it is fully legal to display public nudity in San Francisco? Did you also know that I unintentionally chose to visit the Golden Gate city on Gay Pride weekend? It was such a wonderful mistake, proving to be the cherry on top of an enjoyable weekend. A city of diversified and beautiful love, indeed. 

Jenilee's apartment is on a dramatically steep street in Noe Valley. I was most impressed by her ninja driving skills while navigating through the gorgeous and strange city by the bay. (Parallel parking takes on an entirely different meaning here.) Our first day was spent soaring across the surreal and cloudy Golden Gate bridge toward Napa wine country. After lunching on fabulous Southern cuisine at the Fremont Diner practically surrounded by vineyards, we headed toward Sonoma Valley for a tasting at Scribe Winery. For fifteen dollars, we sat for two hours on a hill overlooking the most gorgeous view I have ever beheld. Brown California mountains framing rows and rows of luscious green vines, and I was unable to look away the entire time. We tried four wines and thoroughly enjoyed our conversation with the connoisseur. Staying after hours due to laughter and great company, w even explored the abandoned Hacienda mansion next door. All in all, I was in awe of mountains, peacocks, horses and fog on a Friday.

 The offices for Taylor Stitch are located in The Mission, which is just west of Noe Valley. We spent all of Saturday exploring this more urban area of San Francisco, admiring how un-cohesive and varied the architecture was while drooling over the plentiful alley-wall art. My heart ached for a bigger city to stretch my arms through. What a satisfying and lovely West Coast escapade!