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Those That Didn’t Make The Cut: Days 21-30

I could weep with relief that I’ve finally finished this challenge. I have Marj & Zsappy to thank for the pressure, since they did theirs right on schedule. So here’s the last batch of this photo challenge, and what a useless crop it is:

Day 21 – Faceless Self-portrait

Another photo shoot done at the office. Oh well.

Smile though your heart is aching…

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Back to UP x2

Despite the lure of cheap eats, nostalgic walks around the acad oval, and the general feeling of lightness when I visit my old university, I haven’t been back as much as I’ve wanted since I’ve graduated. This year though, I’ve been back on two separate occasions.

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A Golden (Gate) Afternoon

I read somewhere that the Golden Gate Bridge ranks as one of the top suicide spots in the world. It’s terribly sad that some people look at that suspension bridge and think, “That’s where/how I’ll end my life.” And then there are people who’d lost loved ones from suicides off that bridge and that’s all they remember when they see it. I mean, it really is a breathtakingly beautiful bridge — like a work of art that spans almost 9000 feet– so it’s tragic in that aspect.

Well, you know what they say about tragedy and beauty. Or is it the beauty of tragedy? Or the tragedy of beauty?

Okay, now that I’ve started this entry in a morbid note (it’s just one of those days; I forgot to take my happy pills.), let me just say that there was nothing sad or melancholy about on the day I got my first good view of the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a really clear day, perfect for sight-seeing.

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Twin Peaks & The Crooked Street

Prior to my trip to San Francisco, I confess that I have derived all my knowledge about if from popular culture– ok fine, mostly from watching Charmed. There were no witches saving the city from demonic and supernatural infestation, but San Francisco was a city that had a lot going on. It was one of those places that I felt had everything.

The city was pretty interesting up close, but my cousin thought that the first thing I should do is see it all from way up at Twin Peaks.

The picture above does not give justice to how breathtaking the view was. It’s one of those times I regret my lack of talent in photography because I take in a view and it’s as stunning as hell, so I click away and my pictures turn out disappointing. It’s really frustrating! [/endrant]

It was the clearest of days and you can even see the Golden Gate Bridge on the horizon (click the photo to see it better).

It might have been one of those “Thank God I’m alive” moments for me. It was also one of those “What’s that building over there? What’s that? And that?” moments, hehe.

If there’s a next time for me, and I hope there is, I should walk up or bike to the peak to take in the entire area. And to bring a camera with a panoramic setting.

Next, we headed to Lombard Street a.k.a. “Crooked Street”. It’s crazy! Not only does it go in a zigzag, but it’s also a steep incline and the spaces between the zigs and the zags is pretty small. According to Wikipedia, it has eight sharp turns and it’s the most winding street in the world. Now that’s a pretty sexy road.

One-way road!

Houses line the side of the street and the owners must be pretty annoyed at all the tourists there everyday. The property values must be way high though, even if the owners do have to maneuver their cars through that crazy street everyday. And park. They have to do some pretty advanced-level parking.

Speaking of houses, this is my favorite house on Lombard Street:

Look at the bougainvillea covering up half that house!

The house also had some flushed peach roses planted on the ground.

We walked up and down the street– the sidewalk, mind you. Safety first!– for photo-taking purposes. There was nothing else to do here besides just that. My plans of having an action movie-type car chase was thwarted because we only had one car. Also, it was against the law. I did experience driving through Lombard at night, but on a different day (Well, not me, my cousin drove. I was just a passenger). Sadly, this is the best photo I have of that:

Next up: Union Square.