Listening to Shelter from the storm, Bob Dylan and thinking about beautiful San Francisco.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, such a unique city and full of life.
We walked for hours along the never ending hills and fell in love with every little house:
blue ones, yellow ones, pink ones.
Drove from San Diego to San Francisco and watched a magical sunrise
Held the map so tight, because of all the excitement
Arrived in San Fran and walked from the house to Haight Street, first stop: Wasteland
and didn’t want to leave the shoes section
Had a burger at Sparrow Bar and Kitchen and it was a good one with lots of cute little chips
Woke up with flowers in my hair and a huge craving for breakfast
So we sat down at Boulangerie in Pine Street and woke up to a good cup of tea and french sweets
Seriously, can’t stop thinking about all the beautiful houses
Dinner was booked at Flour + Water and it was so romantic.
Pasta, red wine and my man with his beautiful blue eyes