My way or the highway

Actually, I wasn’t even planning to go to San Francisco in the first place. When I started to plan my trip the windy city by the bay seemed too distant, too fancy, too hippie and too wild for a nice girl like me.   On the way I changed and I’ve changed my mind as well. And so I went to San Fran and ultimately I left a piece of my heart there. I landed at SFO at 2 am and without my bagpack which was accidentaly sent to Denver (thanks a lot Frontier). I decided to sleep at the airport and luckily my luggage arrived about   8 am (you have no idea how happy I was when I got it back!). From the moment I arrived to the city   I was so delighted, as if someone was spraying something in the air. The streets, coffee places, people, buildings, piers  – everything seemed so nice and friendly. And then I got to my hostel which turend out to be one of the best places I’ve ever stayed in. Remember, if you are ever in San Francisco Green Tortoise Hostel is a perfect place to sta