San Francisco, CA
San Francisco, California
I used to think that traveling to exotic places was something new. Now, unfortunately, it's not really that. It's utility. And if you travel to places frequently, the appeal, the romantic appeal, quickly devolves into something that is imperative, something that is a requirement. That's not a thing that everyone can understand, nor relate to, unless you travel a lot. So here we are. A hotel in San Francisco. Although it's not a picture-perfect postcard of the Golden Gate bridge, or of Coit Tower, or of the Wharf; it's a utility. Such is life.