One of the homes on the walk up to Coit Tower.
It was our first night in San Francisco. We grabbed coffee and he took me on a walk through the streets. He knew where we were going, but I didn't. It was one of the prettiest walks I've taken. Hundreds of stairs, winding through gardens, through streets, through backyards. Flowers hanging from the trees, wild parrots perched in branches, views of the city and bay peeking through. For some reason or another, out of all the trips and memories we've made, this walk stands out to us.