Most days I know I'm damn lucky to wake up in SF. A morning ride past the buffalo to Ocean Beach, a sunny afternoon at the Hayes Valley Biergarten... burritos in the Mission and music at the Utah. When the fog gets too thick, I've always got a next California trip planned, to Tahoe, wine country, Yosemite, or Big Sur.
Two things I find incredibly sexy:
-- girls who read on the bus, and
-- a two-person tent.