Take A Minute

So every morning around 8:30 I leave home to catch the bus for work. It is usually empty when I get on but then after three stops people begin to pile on. Usually, I have my eyes buried into my Kindle reading or on my phone looking at my plethora of social media sites, but today I decided to take a minute. I took a minute to look out the window and look at all the old houses with beautiful architecture we have in San Francisco. Then after taking a minute, I couldn't help but spend the rest of my ride just thinking about how amazing San Francisco is. 

As we rode up and down the hills I noticed the newer things our city has to offer, such as all the quaint boutiques on Union Street, the little bistros, and the other mom and pop shops. As we passed Van Ness I began to notice all of the older history San Francisco has. All of amazing homes with cozy alcoves and the flower pots on window sills are a favorite of mine to look at. As we approached the peak of Union Street the road perfectly aligns to reveal a gorgeous view of Alcatraz with the glistening bay water. All of the history that island holds will be forever wondered by bystanders. The mystery of the escape of Frank Morris and the Anglin brothers is what captivates me, as well as others most. Next, you can see Coit Tower and the Transamerica Pyramid. Finally, we pass through Chinatown, go through the tunnel, and I've arrived. 

I couldn't believe that after riding that bus everyday that this was the first time that I took a minute to notice my city, notice the people, and notice the history. I know I am unbelievably lucky to live here and I could not be happier with my decision to make this city my home. I am going to make an effort to begin to notice more and learn as much as I can all while just taking a minute and enjoying the ride. Now, I can truly understand and say, I left my heart in San Francisco.