Treasure Island
San Fran is rather beautiful. It was so foggy today, that my view out the window from the 41st floor was completely obliterated. To the point where I honestly thought that the window had been covered overnight with white construction paper.
This was the view later in the day when it actually cleared up:
It's not the Golden Gate, but it is Treasure Island.
San Francisco has a wonderful neighborhood feel to it; a coworker and I had dinner at a friend's house last night. Their house overlooked Twin Peaks, and the uniqueness of the neighborhood stuck out; I like it.
This was the view later in the day when it actually cleared up:
It's not the Golden Gate, but it is Treasure Island.
San Francisco has a wonderful neighborhood feel to it; a coworker and I had dinner at a friend's house last night. Their house overlooked Twin Peaks, and the uniqueness of the neighborhood stuck out; I like it.
posted by Jeanne at 9:57 PM
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I must say, that is quite the view you got there!
Jonathan and I are moving, pending the approval of the Co-op board, into Dupont either in February or March. So no more Maryland, DC here we come.
Not only is Dupont Circle (aka, the Fruit Loop) the gayest city in all of the Mid-Atlantic region, but the street that this cooperative is located (17th Street) is probably the GAYEST street in all of Dupont, so our view outside of our future windows will be of trannies, prostitutes and cracked out prepubescent boys strutting their stuff for the next available sugar daddies. Oh, and there is a Dunkin' Donuts across the street for Jonathan.
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