I fell in love. His name is Sausalito, filled with ocean and sky so blue. Not since discovering Paris at age sixteen have I felt so strongly about a land. Sausalito is a must-visit, and for me, a must-become-a-resident-at-some-point-in-life.
Before I set my feet in this special spot, I bought a homemade donut from Massimo while waiting on a San Francisco ferry dock.
Skipping off the boat onto land, I turned left when tourists turned right. That choice landed me on Princess Street, where I wandered through gardens and happily walked uphill.
After chatting about art and life with a handful of amazing locals at Salito’s, I hit up a gallery and followed a few more off the beat paths.
It’s the little details that make this wondrous place pure magic. The folks that call it home are as sweet as the surprises around each corner. Sausalito, I can’t wait to come back to you.
Image Credits: Jenny Graham