Day 7: I left my heart…

Tony Bennett knew how it felt to leave the City by the Bay – everywhere else seems a bit blue, and far away the foggy hills call you back home.

Our last day in the city was fittingly dreary and grey, but we enjoyed our morning nonetheless as we scooped up syrupy bites of French toast, Belgian waffle and fresh fruit in the window corner of The Crepe House. We walked back to the apartment slowly, taking in the sights of newly familiar streets for the last time, and after packing up the odds and ends, solemnly put the keys under the mat and left.

As we came up from under bay, zipping along on the BART towards Oakland, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, just to say goodbye. Before we stepped into the airport I took a deep breath – the air smelled sweet, in the way only San Francisco air could.

*PS. Photos are on the way – check back in a day or so, they’ll be up as soon as I finish sorting and tweaking.

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