Do you believe in destiny and fate? Are you a believer that things are meant to be? Or do our minds play tricks on us, or even more so do we just see what we want to see? My latest travelling episode has given me reason to think that I’m clearly meant to go to San Francisco. Well, that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it…
The Dramatic ‘Booking’ Moment
Despite being a travel obsessive, I still get those excited butterflies in my stomach when I book a flight. My eyes widen and sparkle at the prospect of exploring a new destination. In fact I still jump around and squeal like a complete and utter girl. Well, can you imagine how far off the scale my excitement levels soared when I booked my latest trip to the number one spot on my massive travel list, S-A-N F-R-A-N-C-I-S-C-O?
My happiness reached new levels of deliriousness and I actually went into shock. There was no squeal or cheesy smile. My eyes widened, but in sheer disbelief. I couldn’t believe that I had finally booked the flights to what is sure to be the best city ever.
I’m not sure why I was quite so surprised. There were many signs that led me to click ‘book’. First up there was the time when I was happily writing about my favourite travel journal. It had been given to me as a gift, so I turned it over to find out where it was from. Of course, it was made in San Francisco.
Sign number two was during my visit to Fortnum & Mason for Afternoon Tea with my sister. We don’t usually shop there, but spent some time browsing the children’s section (obviously). When my sister ended up buying something, guess what the cashier’s surname was…Francisco.
The San Francisco #seetheworld Twitter chat nudged me to hurry up and book the flights too. Actually that chat was amazing and also reminded me why I love the travel community. It was a basically an hour of a series of questions relating to San Francisco. Tips, recommendations and general love for the city covered my newsfeed. When the chat ended I felt even more inspired to visit.
And there were the lucky feathers I kept finding in the most bizarre places. I know my kitty has a penchant for killing things, but he’s more a fan of furry creatures than feathery ones. Lone, white feathers are said to be lucky, or at least that’s what I’ve always been told (don’t lock me away just yet). I’d get in my car and find one on the seat or there’d be one in my handbag.
Even every company I seem to look at is based in San Francisco or has headquarters there – Travelzoo, ModCloth to name just a few. This city really has been creeping into my day to day life.
I decided ages ago that I would visit San Francisco by my milestone birthday in December, if not before. I’m an impatient person at the best of times so it has taken all my willpower not to book the flights until now. Well that and the need to save. I’ve been true to my word by following my #7POW; cutting down on things and saving each month. Although I didn’t have the full amount when I booked I was near enough there. It’s gone onto a 0% card and the remainder will be paid off in no time at all. It’s allowed me to get a good price on the flights before they rocket up.
I guess my insistent sharing of good flight deals got on the Mr’s nerves and that probably had a lot to do with him giving in and letting me book them too. It’s likely that I’ve also been noticing the San Fran stuff a lot more because I’m thinking about it all the time.
Whether I really am destined to go to San Francisco, I like to think that I am because it’s romantic, fun and I guess a little bit exciting – like I’m on a journey or something. Can you tell I’ve recently read The Alchemist? If you haven’t read it, you must. For those of you who have, is this my Personal Legend?!
However, the cynic in me sees it as it is; I wanted to go, so I made it happen. I guess I think it’s a bit of both.
Whatever the reason, it doesn’t really matter because I’m going to San Francisco! *Cue confetti sprinkles* I’ll be heading out there at the start of December (2014) with Virgin Atlantic. I’ve always wanted to fly with this airline, which just adds to my excited bubble.
I have twelve days to enjoy and explore as much as possible. I’m yet to plan the exact details and am in two minds whether to simply spend those days living like a local; going for a run, eating out in the amazing restaurants (I’m going to be in veggie heaven) and just hanging out. As I’ve said before, I do think it is somewhere that I could happily live. Of course, I’ll tick all of the main attractions out that I’ve blogged about before too. Or should I cram as much in as possible and tag on some day/short-break trips to places like Big Sur, LA, Yosemite Park…? There are so many nearby places that look amazing – travel temptation is calling. I’m clearly very true to my Sagittarian star sign; we are said to be wanderers.
And on that note, do you think where you travel is pre-determined? Are you more rationale – do you think life simply unfolds as we go along?
Have you been to San Francisco? Do you live there? Any advice and recommendations for particular spots would be most appreciated.
I’d love to hear what you think. X