We’re getting ready to go to the Bay area for a conference and it got me thinking of when I lived and worked there. It was right around the time of the dotcom bust and it was a pretty significant little chunk of my life.I was newly married, in way over my head at a job with a huge company working 3,000 miles from home.
It started to bum me out that I had no sort of archive of these memories aside from a few actual photos (who uses those things?) in a photo album. So for lack of a better place to put it, this post is my archive.
Kristine and I lived in a corporate furnished apartment right next to the Bay Bridge. It was a pretty nice place and it was the first time I ever lived by myself. I walked to work everyday, here is the path I took.
I worked in this building usually on the top floor. Scient had most of the top half of the building so I roamed from floor to floor, but the top one had the best view of both the Bay and the Transamerica Pyramid which was always one of my favorite buildings in town for some reason.
My days consisted of walking to work, working then coming home and ordering something from Kozmo (god I miss Kozmo) and finally going to bed. Looking back I wish I’d done more with the amazing opportunity I was given.
I’m not much of a big city person, but I’d live in San Francisco again in a second. Assuming of course that I could afford to do so. The one bedroom apartment we lived in cost twice as much as my current mortgage and that was eight years ago.
Hopefully on this upcoming trip we’ll get a chance to drive around and I can take some pictures of my own. I guess the moral of this story is stop and take the time to document some of your moments before they are gone forever.