I'm leaving San Francisco today. I suspected I'd like it. That turns out to be an understatement.

The sad thing about finding something you connect with far from home is that you never have enough time to explore it as much as you'd like. Time is limited, and so you take in as much as you can before you go.

The happy thing, I suppose, is that you did.

So here's a little musical farewell message to the city from me.

I'll have photos and stories for everyone when I get back--no time right now before I ride off into the sunset. Or fly off into the sunrise, as it were.

In no particular order. Click on any photo to see larger or accompanying commentary.

Gorgeous weather, gorgeous views, large bodies of water...

Every frickin' photo you take ends up looking like art, because the city looks like art

Chinatown at night

Unabashed sexuality

Things look retro

Things look modern

Cool dive bars

Amazingly atmospheric restaurants and diverse cuisine

A proud literary history...and, even better:

Books matter more than money

Unintentional camp

Intentional camp

Saffron-rose ice cream

Lesbians in cowboy hats and leather doing vibrator karaoke

There are stars in the sidewalk. Sigh...

Want more reasons? You can see all the photos from my trip (including my new purchase from Good Vibrations!) over here.