It’s been one month since we learned that we will move to San Francisco. What is there not to love about San Francisco besides earthquakes?
I have always thought of myself as a city mouse. From Hong Kong to New York, to the Greater Tokyo, back to New York, to Philadelphia, and now San Francisco. Philadelphia is pleasant, but who can stay more than 4 years? The one thing that I took from this is the ability to live in Center City. Although I have only visit the stores handful of times, it’s a bliss to have Starbucks, Apple, etc. across the streets.
NY is always filled with serendipitous events. I think I have grown from the filthy streets and the elbow bumping walks.
So, finally, San Francisco is the place to be. I am absolutely not excited that I will be associated with Asians in the west coast though.
