Slanting Cities

Spur of the moment travels. These situations happen to me a lot.

This time the slanting city that found me happened to be a halfway point between a place I loved and one that’s growing on me. This city is the edge of a puddle I just jumped.

Welcome to San Francisco.

I hope you packed some walking shoes… or an adorable guide with a car

3 thoughts on “Slanting Cities

    • You know what, there were so many narrow, hilly streets that I couldn’t be sure! I did spend a wonderful day enjoying the winding hills along Stinson beach though!


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