The City by the bay..........

Once again, I left my heart in San Francisco. What a city! It's weird how you go from high end shopping (which quite frankly, does nothing for me`but I had to pull my friend out of Macy's ) I do not travel to shop, I travel to experience the city.
The most interesting to me is China Town. The frantic way the locals are shopping for food just kills me. They are grabbing and shoving and yelling as if this is the last day all that food will be there. The smell of all the animal organs in bins from Frog to chichen intestines is incredible. It is a world like no other.
But then I headed to my favorite part of San Francisco... North Beach. The pace is slow and I found the best fricking coffee I have ever had. This district known as Little Italy is where I would live. To sit on the sidewalk with the locals drinking the best latte in the world was very pleasant. I immedietely wanted a little apt in North Beach. The houses are litterly just right on the street. Out your front door and 10 steps to your favorite restaurant or coffee shop. Amazing.
Then down a few blocks and you are eating crab sandwiches by the bay watching sail boats. It's like going to 10 cities all at once.
I have been twice and both times it was hard to leave.The first time I left I cried. I honestly felt as if I had found the place I belonged. If it was not so outragous in price, I might just move there for awhile. It is a life I can see myself living.
But, alas, I am back in Portland. Where all of a sudden Starbucks is not sounding as good to me as it did a week ago.
jb