I’m going to miss you San Fran. I remember the first time I meet you, it was magical. Matt had driven down from Sacramento and I flew up from San Diego just to see you. We wanted to see you in all your spleanded glory with your tall buildings, your curvy streets, and your colorful people. We wanted to go out with you in the day, we wanted to go out with you in the rain, we want to go out in your cold foggy nights. We wanted to know all about you and know every wounder that you could share with us before we became your permanent resident for what would end up being 2 1/2 wounderful years. You where so majestic, despite your weathering facades and your amazing history you where so new and fresh to us. I remember that it was cloudy and raininy and I loved it all. Ever since that first encounter you have been so kind to me you have embraced me, protected me, you took me around and gave me a fantastic job, and you introduced me to people that I know will be in my life for many many years to come, you made me feel like as one of your own. Its been 2 1/2 years since you took me under you wing and I am so greatful for your warmth and all the experiances I have gained. My fairwell is a bitter sweet event beacuse I leave with great memories of great dinners with Matt at all your trendy and some not so trendy but fabulous none the less resturants, nights out with the girls my L’BEL sisters at Harry’s Bar, Americano, and of course the best night ever at the SupperClub jumping on the beds like a true 5 year old.Thank you San Francisco for your love and warmth despite having had experianced “the coldest winter I have ever had was a summer in San Francisco”.I will not say good-by just until we meet again, because I too have left my heart in San Francisco.
