Today it rained. It really rained. I loved it.
I had to drive my mom and cat to Tustin (in Orange County) because my cat has an ulcer in his eye (this develops after a uh, $4,000 surgery on his eyes). I have never driven in the rain before, so I was a bit nervous. Once I got on the freeways, however, I was okay. There was a ridiculous amount of traffic going into Orange County and Los Angeles, so that was fun. Except it was the oposit. On the way back it had rained even harder though and it got to be difficult to drive. Huge puddles formed on the freeway and cars became invisible in the fog. I thought it was exciting. My mom was freaked out. I guess I hydroplanned a few times but I tried to keep it calm and just take my foot off the gas. I enjoyed the rain. I loved driving through the empty toll roads being engulfed in the hills and fog and rain. I wished that I could drive out onto the hills and see what was down there and take pictures. It was beautiful.
It has rained pretty much all day. We never get rain in southern California, so this is a treat for me because I just love it. Rain is forecasted for the next two days :) Snow even in some places!! There's this area of little mountain/hills close by and it might snow there. If it does then I'm driving up there! We never see snow here, which is why I'm being a loser about it.
I miss San Francisco a lot. Sometimes I'm glad that I can't live there. It will make the visits that much more rich and meaningful.
I miss in January when I would walk all by myself all around the city and explore. I'd walk to Coit Tower and just look out at the water. All by myself. It was nice that way. Incredibly peaceful. The air was so cold and crisp, but it made me feel alive. It was silent by myself and made me a bit melancholy but at such peace. One other time we went to Union Square for some shopping and decided to take a cable car back because we thought it would take us close to our hotel. But it didn't. So we walked for ever until it got dark. I didn't mind being tired. If I looked out to the left, I could see the Golden Gate Bridge and the water as the sun went down. Soon enough the city lite up and I was just in pure bliss. One day my dad, mom and I went somewhere on Filmore in the pouring rain. It was so much fun. My mom went in this crazy antique place while my dad and I sort of walked around aimlessly in the pouring rain. We ventured into a little food mart and the local cat climb up my dad's jacket all the way to his shoulder. Before that we had gone to a park. I can't remember the name but I think it was in the Mission District. It was raining then too and made all of the colors of the trees come out. There was a sharp chill to the air and all you could hear was footsteps and rain drops. The fog rolled in and made everything look unreal. That week was probably one of the best weeks of my life. I was falling in love at the same time, so I will always, always associate San Francisco with that feeling.
This is a picture of the outside of the place we ate at the first night we got there. The first time I went to San Frnacisco like 7 years ago, this is the only place I ever remember eating at. It was about a block over from our hotel.


This is the street we stayed on.
I don't think that if I hadn't been falling in love at the time that the city would hold such meaning to me. But I'm so, so glad that I did and it does.