Anyone living in San Francisco can tell you that despite the "avenue" in 19th Avenue, 19th Avenue isn't in fact an avenue. Perhaps it once was -- a very very long time ago -- but today, it's a busy bustling freeway. Our 19th Avenue apartment overlooked this beast that never slept.
As some of you know, we found a beautiful rental home outside of San Francisco and after a week of moving our belongings incrementally, we're pleased and ever so relieved that we're finally done.
Though we have many fond memories of our 19th Avenue apartment, we will certainly not miss annoying motor cycle screeches nor the nightmare inducing drag racers in the middle of the night. We won't miss parking all the way on 25th Avenue on wet rainy days and nor will we miss our young, party hearty and obnoxious City College neighbors in the apartment directly below us.
I'll tell you what, though... I will miss our far reaching views of Daly City, Fort Funston, and the Pacific Ocean.
I will miss the convenience of Muni and the proximity to SFSU, Stonestown Galleria and the gym. I will miss the Banh Wich Vietnamese restaurant on Taraval.
I will miss my sweet Aunt Marianne who lives a mere hop skip and a jump away on 20th Avenue.
Most of all, I will miss our weekly walks around Golden Gate Heights, Forest Hills and West Portal. Oh dear... why are goodbyes ever so complicated? Goodbye, 19th Avenue.
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