Leaving San Francisco might be one of the hardest things I’ve ever done as a traveler. And I don’t really know why. It’s not as if I haven’t liked other places I’ve been to. La Paz will always have a special place in my heart. So will the Namib Desert, Iceland, Vancouver Island and Seattle. But for some reason, I left San Francisco with the feeling that I wasn’t done.
There’s something with the life, the rythm, the energy. I felt like I fit right in, which rarely happens with me. I felt welcomed.
I think I wrote it before. San Francisco is like the one that got away. The place that in another life would have been the perfect fit for me. Now, I can only listen to Annika Norlin’s lyrics in the Hello Saferide song “San Francisco” and agree.
San Francisco! We’re going. Don’t you know you’ll never ever want to turn back.
Katja Malmborg 