Goodbye Noe Valley

San Francisco in the evening and the nightfall...


I was in San Francisco this week, and spent half a day to completely move out of the apartment I lived in since 1997. The apartment was in Noe Valley, still my favorite part of town in San Francisco. I kept my place there for various reasons, subletting it for the past few months, but the opportunity came my way to move into a new place in San Francisco with less hassles, so I decided to say goodbye to good old Noe Valley.

The apartment itself wasn't perfect, as it was on the ground floor with little light, and fixtures were very old, some probably dating back to half a century ago (they have their own charms, but not in the sense of convenience.) The ceiling was too low, and I could hear too much of the neighbors upstairs.

Still, it was my home, and home it was for close to a decade. So, it was with a pang of sadness that I left the place for the very last time.

It was a home for me and my two cats; one now deceased and another adopted. I have great memory of this place, especially of the first 3 years while my friends from New York lived in San Francisco (they all went back.)

Goodbye Noe Valley as my neighborhood...I will still go back there for a visit, but not to be at home again.