While enjoying a yogurt blueberry muffin and an Izze I looked out to watch all the people rushing after work towards the BART station to get home.
It had me wondering how often they took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the city they live in.
It had me wondering how often they took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the city they live in.
I'm typing this while sitting on my bed at the hotel in Oakland because we procrastinated too much.
Edit: I tried to get this posted on Monday, but the internet at the hotel sucks...so now I'm finally getting it out while sitting at the airport.
We visit the city each year for the Bay-to-Breakers footrace. I absolutely love this city. The city, of course, is San Francisco.
Edit: I tried to get this posted on Monday, but the internet at the hotel sucks...so now I'm finally getting it out while sitting at the airport.
We visit the city each year for the Bay-to-Breakers footrace. I absolutely love this city. The city, of course, is San Francisco.
So here's the challenge that developed from that wondering in the coffee shop:
Be a tourist in the city you live in.
I'm going to do it as well. So keep a look out for a follow-up post of my experience with being a tourist in Saint George, Utah.
Let's quit taking advantage of the views we see every day.
Be a tourist in the city you live in.
I'm going to do it as well. So keep a look out for a follow-up post of my experience with being a tourist in Saint George, Utah.
Let's quit taking advantage of the views we see every day.