I Left my Heart

Although I only live about forty minutes away from San Francisco, I do not go there very often. I use to even think it was pretty boring, because the only time I would ever go there was either to have a fancy dinner, to show foreign relatives the famous Golden Gate Bridge, or simply to pass by because it was on the way to my cousin's house in Novato. Yet about two years ago, we were driving home from a far-away volleyball tournament at about 8:30 pm. The sky was completely dark, and as we drove over the Bay Bridge, I had a nice view of the entire city and its shining lights, reflecting off of the Bay water. That was when I realized how beautiful San Francisco is, and I had a sudden longing to be there, just walking down the street and enjoying the city ambiance.



This is San Francisco's famous Golden Gate Bridge. I went there over the summer to show my family friends from New Jersey. It was pretty windy that day, so one guy thought it would be funny to spit from the bridge and watch it fly away. Unfortunately, at that moment the wind changed directions and the ball of saliva flew the opposite way and hit me and his little sister.



This is pretty much the scene I saw when I fell in love with San Francisco.

Tiffany

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