I've recently added some new art prints to my Society6 shop, so now, along with my favourite photographs from Asia, there are some favourites from past trips I've taken to California, Bermuda, Spain (I was there for La Tomatina, but the photos I've posted are from Granada), Morocco, and Italy (where I ran my first—and so far only—marathon: the Maratona di Roma)!
And now, until August 10 at midnight (Pacific Time), you can take advantage of free shipping worldwide!
Here are a few of the new photographs available:
Showing posts with label California. Show all posts
Showing posts with label California. Show all posts
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Santa Monica, California
We had a 10-hour layover in LA on the way home, which turned
out to be plenty of time to get out and see a little bit of the city (even
after baggage claim took over an hour, but a 600+ passenger, double-decker
plane = a LOT of luggage…). How easy it is to get around when you speak the
language! The hardest part was deciding where to spend our few hours:
Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Santa Monica, Rodeo Drive, the Sunset Strip… so many
fun places to spend an afternoon! We decided upon Santa Monica because we
wanted to dip our feet in the Pacific, now that we were on the other side of
it!
We went for burgers,
and it was a reality check when the bill was equal to our entire daily budget
for most of the countries we visited… But the burgers were really, really good… (I had the Earth Burger – a mushroom and
edamame patty, truffled ricotta, cipollini onions, butter lettuce, roasted
tomato, and white soy aioli… drool! So glad I’m not stuck on rice and bananas
anymore!)
Since 9/11 there are no lockers in LAX at all, so we had to carry our bags. |
Thursday, February 9, 2012
ROOD 001: San Francisco
This post is part of what will undoubtedly be an ongoing series, which I am lovingly calling ROOD (Ridiculously Out Of Date). Posts which I have had in draft mode for, oh, some number of... months, but for whatever reason, have not devoted the time to finishing (sigh). Though blogging is generally meant to be a timely affair and these posts are sadly irrelevant, I still feel compelled to share them with you. I hope you find this trip down memory lane an enjoyable one.
I wrote about the giant trees I visited in Sequoia NP last April, but I have yet to tell you about the rest of the trip. Over 9 whirling days in northern California, we did gawk at mind-blowing trees, but we also marvelled at granite cliff-faces and waterfalls in Yosemite, wined with good friends in Sonoma, and walked and ate our way around San Francisco. What. a. city. It might just be one of my favourite cities. Ever.
I could live quite happily there. Not that I'm not digging the minus 24 windchill today... but ocean thoughts are luring me... There's just such a great vibe. Eclectic. Colourful. Open. Interesting. Original. Anything but stale. I met a woman in a café who told me she wasn't going in to work that day because there had been a full moon the night before, and the last time she went to work after a full moon, well, I probably didn't want to know about it.
In short, I loved it, and I can't wait to go back.
I wrote about the giant trees I visited in Sequoia NP last April, but I have yet to tell you about the rest of the trip. Over 9 whirling days in northern California, we did gawk at mind-blowing trees, but we also marvelled at granite cliff-faces and waterfalls in Yosemite, wined with good friends in Sonoma, and walked and ate our way around San Francisco. What. a. city. It might just be one of my favourite cities. Ever.
I could live quite happily there. Not that I'm not digging the minus 24 windchill today... but ocean thoughts are luring me... There's just such a great vibe. Eclectic. Colourful. Open. Interesting. Original. Anything but stale. I met a woman in a café who told me she wasn't going in to work that day because there had been a full moon the night before, and the last time she went to work after a full moon, well, I probably didn't want to know about it.
In short, I loved it, and I can't wait to go back.
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Happily wandering the alleyways of Chinatown. |
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If I lived in SF, I would live here. At the City Lights bookstore. |
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Steep streets and bay windows in North Beach (Nobles Alley + Grant Avenue). |
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Seriously slanty streets. |
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The streets between the streets (Allen off Hyde.) This delicious pastel scheme is making me weak in the knees. |
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The aptly named Havens Street. Not even a street. A tucked-away rambling alley. I would split my time between here and the bookshop. |
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North Beach and Telegraph Hill from the top of Lombard Street. |
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The Sea lions of Pier 39. Heaped. |
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The Castro. |
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Japanese Tea Garden in Golden Gate Park. |
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Pacifica. There is something infinitely calming about being at that point where ocean meets land. |
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