Point B: San Francisco

It was the summer of 2021. Brandon and I are attending a friend’s wedding in Sonoma County. Before flying home, we decided to spend a night in San Francisco. Unfortunately, Brandon has homework and assignments due by midnight. He will join me for dinner, but I am left to my own devices as I explore the city.

With a few hours to kill, I grab my camera and go for a long walk. We are staying in a hotel standing in the shadow of the famous Transamerica Pyramid. Walking uphill (which is something you do a lot of in San Francisco), I grab photos of alleyways and some of the beautiful architecture that defines this city. Slowly, I make my way to the waterfront and down to the Oakland Bay bridge before making it back to the hotel.

Over dinner, Brandon and I are talking freely about anything and everything that comes to our attention. Then, I raise the subject of travel, something that is very important to me. I tell him at 37 I am disappointed to have not seen more of the world. After some discussion, we decided on a plan. In even-numbered years, we will travel to a domestic location. In odd-numbered years, we will set our sights on an international destination. We also decide to take turns deciding where we travel. Since I have been lucky enough to travel more than Brandon, I give him the opportunity to choose first. Much to my surprise, he wants to return to San Francisco in 2022.