It occurs to me, as I ride out of the Bay Area, that I am always leaving – and that it suits me. Which is not to say that it doesn’t also pain me somewhat, at times even considerably; but the melancholy that leaving produces in me is so familiar that I wear it like [...]
Also tagged california, leaving, mountains, yosemiteOn arriving in the metropolis, I discover that San Francisco is, in fact, a number of cities separated by water and linked by bridges, only some of which can be traversed by bicycle. By some chance, everybody I know lives in East Bay, on the other side of Bay Bridge, which is one of the [...]
Also tagged california, city life, friends, hospitality, people, the black dressAfter days of cycling on zig-zag coastal cliff highway, the Golden Gate flickers through the fog like a phantom mirage.
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