Lately I'd been experiencing Europe-withdrawals.  I missed it like crazy.  Much as I love my sweet-home U.S.A... I was thoroughly disappointed with its wide roads and cookie-cutter neighborhoods and lack of diversity.
...that is, until I visited San Francisco.  Here I discovered Victorian apartments clustered together in wide assortments of color, grand cathedrals and Chinatowns bustling with foreign tongue.   Little Italy teased the appetite with delicious aromas, and a cute boardwalk brushed the glittering Pacific where the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz were closely visible.

clam chowder in a sourdough bread bowl

We walked till we dropped and ended up lying down on the grass in front of the cathedral.