Five and a half months, twenty-three and a half weeks, one hundred and sixty-four days — however you say it, I’ve been away from the great state of New York for quite some time. I returned home a few short days ago to a blanket of snow and a flurry of bad news, but I’m here. And it feels very much like this is where I need to be.
For next week I’ll have to find a way to creatively photograph myself unpacking and sitting on my laptop, since my plans don’t extend far beyond that. But for now, we can look back on the last seven days of my time in California — my final morning in Palm Springs, and onto the Bay Area to visit my friend Abby and spend a day exploring San Francisco.
Pulling out of The Ace hotel
Photo booth memories
Eating my way through San Francisco
Abby takes on NorCal
Which photo is your favorite?