It was less of a "want to move" moment, and more of a "want to collect homes in various locales" moment. Again, I know. I need to daydream in my pay scale.
I checked into my hotel and Eastern Daylight Allison was ready to hit the sack. But Pacific Daylight Allison (goaded on by Nibbling on Airplane Biscoff Cookies All Day Allison) couldn't resist the evening walk through North Beach in search of scenery and sustenance. I found both - but only managed one shot of the former and devoured any evidence of the latter.
Plus, I didn't linger long - airplane hair and my flight wardrobe (do you have these, too? The comfy duds that make sitting in a cramped space for 5 1/2 hours at least tolerable?) looked a little out of place among the uber-hip and well-coiffed.
Before I fell asleep that night, it dawned on me there was one San Francisco landmark I'd never seen that might make for a good morning run destination - the Painted Ladies Victorian houses at Alamo Square. I didn't know they were called that. I had to Google "famous victorian houses in San Francisco." And I was dangerously close to resorting to my first choice of search terms: "houses on the Full House credits." I wonder if the P'Ladies know their reputation, at least in my brain, has been reduced to the Tanner family picnic, the milk man and the paperboy.
And suddenly I found myself running along the pier for way too long. I realized I wasn't spotting any of the street names I needed and asked a local (who was not a local, but a tourist. She hid it well. But she did whip out a map; that'll do.) for directions. All was right in the run again until I re-routed to figure out what this building was:
All the while leaning on the silly notion that blocks were blocks, squares were squares and I'd see the street name I needed before long...
And as I soaked in the scene and the city scape in the hazy distance I realized, "ah - crap. My hotel's in that hazy distance. I've gotta haul butt back there." (Aren't my conversations with myself poetic?) And I did, indeed, haul butt back to the hotel.