Susie peered into the window like a child sneaking a peek at the Christmas presents long before it was time, and she gestured me over to show me. In one room, a harpsicord with light-colored wood ornately painted with floral designs. In another, a stark modernist piece with sleek curving lines and a bold red,…
Driving back from the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco last night, I missed a turn, and Nora (my GPS) decided to take me on a scenic route around the city. As I drove along The Embarcardero, the Ferry Building came into view, perfectly lit against the sparkling lights of the Bay Bridge. All…
It was still early morning when I drove in to the sunset district of San Francisco, thankful for my Fastrak as I whizzed by the traffic on the Bay Bridge. I found Sasha’s apartment on a wide, busy street. Cars were flying by loudly, but inside, it was all peace and quiet. A beautiful space…