What? You didn’t believe me? Would I lie to you?

I’m home, back from the RWA conference in San Francisco. I’m later than I planned, but better late than never, right?

San Francisco, in my opinion, is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there. Cooler than I like, and so busy! I like HOT and relatvely uncworded. My knowledge of the city came from TV shows like Monk and Michael Douglas in Streets of San Francisco, but I was still surprised by the narrow streets,

and the buildings perched on top of the hills

It’s almost a six-hour flight from here, and to be honest, I was looking forward to it with as much anticipation as having major surgery without an anesthetic. I’m not a good flyer, and when I got stuck in the middle seat of the last row of the plane, right next to the bathroom, between two people who didn’t speak English, it didn’t seem like a good beginning to my trip. As an added bonus, the window passenger decided to close the shade on the window so I couldn’t even look outside. I prayed it wasn’t an omen of things to come. Luckily, we arrived safely and made it to the hotel.

But it was worth every minute of that excrutiating plane ride. It was crazy busy, and the energy level and the muted roar of two thousand women coming together in the lobby, the bar, the corridors, and the elevators creates such a buzz that I always come home psyched and inspired and motivated to write. Hanging out with friends I hadn’t seen in a few years, sightseeing, workshopping and rubbing elbows with the likes of The Nora, Suzanne Brockmann, etc. made the plane ride worth it.

There wasn’t nearly enough time to see the city, but we did tour one of the most famous prisons in the country – Alcatraz!

I’ll post more about that later. Right now, I’m heading back out of town for a few days. While I’m away, I’ll try to fix whatever’s happened to my photo software. Not that I got too many pictures anyway. My camera decided San Fran was the perfect place to go haywire. I got a few shots before the conference, and then – nothing.

So, what about San Francisco? Have you been there? What were your impressions?