San Francisco is objectively beautiful. In San Francisco, you can still get lost in the woods. Mount Sutro cloaks you in eucalyptus groves until you reach the summit crowned with its eponymous Tower. Glen Canyon slices the hills south of Twin Peaks, the creek that cut it still running its

This has been a strange time to come home from Spain.  Not only did I get thrown into all the Halloween madness, but I returned to find the Giants in the World Series, and my good friend Ashkon the most famous person in SF (btw he’ll be performing at Civic