THE SAN FRANCISCO FEAT


THE SAN FRANCISCO FEAT

Evidently, hundreds of thousands of people live here. A million more visit. Only the Good Lord knows why.

The city has the temperature (cold), climate (foggy/cloudy), color (gray),feel (hilly, hilly, hilly), and temperment (recycle this/love your animal that) of Seattle, but without the same hipster, artsy, bohemian cred of Seattle and it’s like 20 times more expensive to live here.

Its architecture and layout attempts to mimic New York City’s — but without the history, culture, diversity and wealth of the Big Apple, it fails to even come close to the city’s essence, but again it’s just as expensive (if not more) to live here or go out for dinner and drinks. Plus, you need a car.

Ostensibly, it takes the same amount of time to get from the East Coast to San Francisco, as it does to get from there to Los Angeles — but here has no sunshine, no beaches, no glitz and glamour of Hollywood.

So how did San Fran get itself such a shiny reputation as a national “hotspot”? That, my friends, is the San Francisco feat.

6 Responses to “THE SAN FRANCISCO FEAT”

  1. pearatty Says:

    I’m not sure, but I think it has something to do with the rice, right?

  2. Rick Blaine Says:

    Are you here? I am here. Call me.

  3. Mithras Says:

    First, it’s beautiful. Outside of Montreal, probably the prettiest North American city. Second, you just think the weather’s cold. Everyone from the cold parts of the country knows you’re wrong.

  4. Dawn Summers Says:

    NO, but I’ll be back on Thursday - Sunday.

  5. Clareified » Blog Archive » When life gives you lemons… Says:

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  6. Casca Says:

    Lol, well there was this thing called the Gold Rush back in the 19th Century. San Fran happened to be the closest piece of “civilization”, and economics followed its course. It was probably a great place until the summer of love. Now it’s an expensive place where one dares not get downwind of the homeless.

    Go to the bar in the St Francis for lunch/tea, then take a taxi up the hill to The Top of the Mark before sunset for a few more cocktails. Sleep it off, then head across the Golden Gate to wine country to get ripped off in the vineyards, or head South down the coast past Monterey.

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