I’m not going to lie–I do miss New York. It’s the place where I got my first job, made all my post-college friends, fell in love, sold a novel. I’ve already expounded on the many reasons I love it here. But for everything I miss about New York, there is so much to love about San Francisco–especially the things that you just can’t get anywhere else (and especially not in New York). Here are a few.
The Drives: First off, I bought a car. Her name’s Marilyn (that’s her up at the top), and she’s amazing. Second, driving here is so much fun. Ignore Bill Cosby (actually don’t, because it’s hilarious). The hills are really fun to drive (there’s an excitement to reaching the crest and looking out on the whole city, then cruising down to the next valley), and there are all sorts of cool windy roads in the city and outside. Even my annoying commute down to work is right along the bay (I see ships and sunrises as I drive in the morning). And basically anything in Marin is completely magical (see above).
Riding my Bike: Sure, you can ride your bike in New York, but everyone I knew who did always seemed really stressed out (case in point, my boyfriend, while in the bike lane, almost got hit by a cop car). Here, there are way more bike lanes and just friendly, quiet streets where that you don’t have to be a pro to navigate on two wheels. Not to mention the park (more on that later) and beach just ten minutes from my apartment. Then there’s also the wiggle, which I’ve yet to try, but describes the curvy route commuters take to avoid the hills. Love the name.
The Bookstores: There’s City Lights with all its history. Green Apple Books in Richmond. Alley Cat books in Mission. It is actually hard to find a Barnes & Noble or a Borders here. What you have, instead, are tons of independent booksellers. A dying breed, but very much alive in SF.
The Weather: Before I moved here, everyone I spoke to who had lived here said, “You’re moving to the land of perfect weather,” while everyone who’d maybe visited or read about it said, “Good luck with the weather.” The city (and especially my neighborhood) gets a reputation for foggy, cold, dreary, rainy days. I have yet to see it. The sun shines all the time, it does rain (but no more than any other place I’ve lived, and it usually doesn’t last all day), and the fog clears by mid-morning. What you do have are days in January warm enough to go out in a t-shirt or a light jacket. It’s pretty much like permanent spring and fall. Also, there are great rainbows.
The Food and the Drinks: Nothing will replace NY pizza or bagels, but SF more than makes up for it with authentic, fresh Mexican, great options for sushi, Burmese, Indian, Vietnamese, and just general freshness. Thinking steaming pho, spicy tikka masala, pork tacos, and grass-fed burgers. Then there are tons of great breweries (like Lagunitas, above).
Composting/Recycling: I have never composted before, but it is so easy here. You just toss it in the bin and the city picks it up. Not to mention all the things you can recycle, which you don’t have to sort, just toss in the bin. And it’s like that everywhere you go (even the movie theaters have composting bins). All of that equals very little waste. Our trash can is about half the size of our recycling container, and we take it out far less frequently.
Golden Gate Park: No offense to Central (they were designed by the same person, actually), but GG is so much more. The sheer number of different species of plants, trees, and flowers puts it in a different category altogether. Then there are waterfalls, lakes, and ponds. Serious fishing and miniature boat sailing. A bunch of futuristic-looking museums (walking through at night feels like you’re heading towards the mother ship). Oh, and buffalo. There are actually American bison that live in the park.
Dancing with Sea Creatures: Located in the park, California Academy of Sciences has a 21+ Thursday-night event where you basically drink and look at science. There is a biodome and planetarium that I have yet to see, but the whole bottom level is an aquarium. Nothing beats touching starfish with a drink in the other hand, or dancing to house music while surrounded by underwater creatures (there’s my boyfriend making friends with the fish).
The Work/Life Balance: 9 to 5 actually exists here. Not 9 to 6, 9 to 7, 9 to 10:45. And no one judges you for actually keeping those hours. That may exist in New York, but in five years, I never found it. “What do you do?” is also not the first question people ask when they meet you.
The Views: Every morning as soon as I open my eyes I see this. Enough said.
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