It was nearly one year ago today that I had just returned from one adventure, traveling around North America for 8 months, and was re-packing for another, moving 2,500 miles across America to San Francisco. While my surroundings have changed, my sense of adventure certainly hasn’t, because as you’re reading this, I will have packed my bags and left yet again. However, this time, I’m not on a one-way ticket. I’ll find myself back home in San Francisco in just three months. That’s right, home in San Francisco. As transient as I’ve been over the years, there’s never been a place that I’ve felt more at home than San Francisco. I gave San Francisco a shot – not much of a shot, but a shot nonetheless. What San Francisco gave back to me, I’ll never quite be able to put into words without grinning from ear-to-ear and getting a little teary-eyed, but this will just have to do.