Tuesday, March 25, 2008
None Dare Call it Frisco
It's springtime everywhere, including in San Francisco, but standing anywhere between the Golden Gate and Daly City you'd never know it.
It's about 50 degrees and overcast, with a cold breeze blowing off the ocean. Mark Twain famously said that the coldest winter he'd ever known was a summer in San Francisco.
But it's a lovely city just the same. Unlike most of the rest of America, there's real architecture here, and you can buy a decent loaf of bread.
Traffic is terrible, but you don't need to own a car. In most parts of the city, you can walk to the store. For other needs, public transportation is...let's say, doable.
Rent is sky high, but eliminating the automobile from one's life gives enough money back to make the rent...doable?
We'll see. Life would be peaches if I could live here.