There was a small incident last week whereby I was stranded in Potrero Hill after a dinner party and decided to just walk toward home until I found a cab... Cut to me arriving home THREE hours later after wandering around without finding a cab (and waiting for a cab I had called that just never came), AND riding a Muni bus all the way to the end of the line in the wrong direction. Why is the city deserted on a Thursday night at 10:00?? Anyway...during that small window in time, I experienced a temporary lapse in love for my new city. However, my admiration was completely restored over this past weekend, and all is right in the world again :-)
