I was in San Francisco last week, and it was absolutely amazing! Coming from New York, with all the different pulls in every direction, a city that shreds your soul to bits and then throws them out on the dirty sidewalk, I landed in the city of happiness. The place is so chill it made me want to be a hippie. It lets you be the way you prefer to be. It doesn't require you to do anything, you can just let yourself be. Which I did. I walked around taking pictures of just about anything that crossed my path, took a nap in a lovely park overlooking the city, sat by the water and took pictures (very boring ones, but fun to take) of birds, jumped up on a cable car (literally jumped on it), screamed while driving across the Golden Gate, and didn't stop smiling the whole time I was doing this.
A shoe shiner had set up a little office space right in the middle of the sidewalk, next to a telephone booth.