San Francisco is magic.

I can’t even begin to describe the way I felt the first time I stepped onto a San Francisco sidewalk. Love at first sight doesn’t cut it.

Two summers ago I came to San Francisco on a girl’s trip with my grandmother. It was then, the second I stumbled out of the airport shuttle, that I knew. The city spoke to me. No. The city screamed to me. I couldn’t get out here fast enough.

I loved Colorado. I still do. But San Francisco makes my heart stop. The city, the people, the diversity, the food, the ocean, the buildings, everything about this city is effervescent. Never have I been anywhere so vibrant and alive.

I’m not sure anyone back home realized how serious I was about moving here. Not only was I still in school, but I was also graduating in the worst economy. The idea of me having enough money to move and live in an extremely expensive city was absurd. Finding a job? Yeah, right. That was challenge enough for me.

After visiting for a week over spring break of last year, I couldn’t wait. The city entrapped me.

I graduated and began the job hunt. Three weeks after the start of my job search, I became the luckiest girl in the world. I was offered two jobs, from out of state, without having physically met either company. One of which, was my dream job. In a whirlwind, I was out here two weeks later. Who knew my dream would come true in every way possible.

I’ve been here a little over six months and I am even more in love with the city as I was before. There are so many people, from all over the world, doing so many interesting things. San Francisco is the kind of place that embraces each of these people. It’s a city of unlimited exploration. I’ve barely scratched the surface.

So, what do I love about SF so far?

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