When The Lights Go Down In The City
Kinda hard to be a resident of the San Francisco Bay Area and not sing Journey’s little ditty a few thousand times.
This weekend my best friend in the whole wide world came to visit. On Thursday morning I felt lost, but by Thursday afternoon when her plane landed I was starting to find my center once more.
One of the things we did this weekend was have a knockout dinner Friday night at San Francisco’s venerable Tadich Grill.
Then we wandered down to the Embarcadero to check out the new art display taking place nightly on the Bay Bridge.
It looked a little bit (exactly) like this:
The Golden Gate Bridge usually gets all the love, with poetic odes to shimmering orange paint where the bay meets the sea, but the Bay Bridge is the real jewel of the Bay Area in my opinion. It is the hardest working bridge and still manages to be a knockout. Pretty, functional and smart. That’s my girl.
This new light show by artist Leo Villareal is simply adding sparkle to an already gorgeous masterpiece.
It was a beautiful warm spring night in my City by the Bay. It’s days like that where my New Mexico heart is filled with San Francisco joy, and every little thing seems just right with the world.
Photo Copyright 2013, Karen Fayeth, and subject to the Creative Commons license in the right column of this page. Taken with a Canon Rebel and a thirty second exposure. Touched up a little in Photoshop Elements.