“Golden Gate Park is so big – at 1,017 acres, and it’s 20 percent larger than Central Park, and much more overgrown and opaque- that if you don’t approach it methodically, you’ll just keep forgetting whatever you learned. So I divided it up into rough grids and started exploring.
It took about 20 days, walking an hour or two a day with my dog, to cover just about every part of the park. It was glorious and addictive, making new discoveries every day. I savored the mingled pleasure of the mapmaker and the outlaw…I discovered that systematic flitting, if not the secret to human happiness, is a pretty good start.”
As I read these lines in the first opening pages of COOL GRAY CITY OF LOVE, I felt that rare and blissful feeling of falling in love with a book. I love the idea of systematically exploring a city. And I’m so inspired to learn more about this great city of San Francisco that I take for advantage every day in my routine way. I’m still working on the book, savoring each page. Because trust me, this kind of infatuation with books does not happen often.