A Foot On Both Coasts

Tower Air.
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10 years ago this week, two people with one-way tickets loaded two cats and 6 suitcases onto a Tower Air flight bound for San Francisco and set forth into a new chapter of our lives.

The cats (and the airline) have all passed into oblivion now but we’re still here in the Bay Area.

I still have trouble envisioning spending the rest of my life here. i still call myself a New Yorker, and reflexively refer to NY as “home”. On the other hand, there’s no better place than the Bay Area if you want a career in technology. We have jobs we love at great companies and no plans to go elsewhere. And after 10 years in California it’s hard to pass yourself off as being here just temporarily.

Still… it doesn’t sit easily. If I could have a teleporting door in my closet so that I could live in NYC and work in San Francisco, that would be the best of both worlds. In the meantime, I’ll just go on keeping a foot on both coasts.

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4 thoughts on “A Foot On Both Coasts”

  2. The only thing I miss is the public transportation. However, I can’t imagine living on the east coast ever again. I have found where I belong.

  3. I’m in a similar boat. 12 years ago I drove a U-Haul from Detroit (MI) to San Francisco (taking the northern route along I-90 through Minnesota, the Dakotas, Wyoming, Utah, and Nevada). Although I’m settled (somewhat) after all these years, going to MI is still going home. Despite the deep recession and obvious creeping blight, my blood pressure drops, I am at full ease, and I relax. But would I move back? Not very likely. My accent still gives my humble origins away.

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