In September of 2011 I crossed the borders and found myself in San Francisco. Twenty years old, I had never been to the USA, even though it's only a few short hours away from my hometown in Canada. September in Canada means that it's starting to get a bit chilly, so it was with delight that I stepped out of the San Francisco International Airport into a warm, humid temperature. On this mini getaway, something was different. I wasn't traveling solo this time, but with my auntie. Together we had planned a fun-filled, four day weekend in San Francisco. For the firs[...]
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