Moving to Tucson

It seems to me that there is a lot to be done in San Francisco, especially if one is leaving. I've biked up Mount Tam, eaten at Shalimar, biked out to Ocean Beach, eaten burritos, swum in the bay, and attended the Silent Film Festival. But I've yet to see Laughing Sal, eat at Chez Panisse Cafe, or drop in at the MOMA. I want to eat Mitchell's Ice Cream and go to the zoo. I want to climb Russian Hill and bike up San Bruno. I want to go camping in Marin. There isn't enough time.

My next blog will be called, creatively enough, Livvy in Tucson. I plan to make it a bit more personal than this one. This blog will officially retire at the end of July. I promise to post on the new one every Sunday like a good little writer.

Still, San Francisco is and always will be my favorite city; it is in my blood. I was born here and I belong here. However, I plan to live and experience the Southwest desert with the same passion I try to live in my own city. So log in and read every now and then. Thanks.