Greetings from .... well, feel free to figure it out by looking carefully into the distance in the first photo for a famous landmark that exists nowhere else. I am riding in a bus from the airport.
See, I really do have my friend with me, and here she is up close and personal with the cliffs at this beach. |
Everywhere we walk -- beach or neighborhood -- are flowers and blooming plants of all sorts along the way:
Back out on the street, I see a familiar sign -- used in George Ella Lyon's autobiography for children because she remembers staying here as a child and loving the sound of the words Hotel Pickwick.
Well, I hope the Golden Gate Bridge could be seen in the middle of the first picture, and, along with a couple of other clues, it's by now clear I am visiting in San Francisco. I haven't been here in a long time.
I hope everyone has roads to explore at times in their lives.
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