San Francisco

Timezone: UTC-8.

I have just come back from Berkeley, where I have been to visit my yoting friend M and to get warm. Yes, to get warm; for although it is the middle of summer here, just as it is anywhere else in the Northern Hemisphere, I have not once felt comfortable these three weeks. It never gets warm in San Francisco, I am told, and the San Franciscans leave town in summer to get warm, while we leave our towns to get cool. I always go about in a heavy suit and carry with me a fur collar besides, to put on when I get on the shady side of the street. Do not think that I am the only one who goes about with fur; no, everybody wears winter tilings, for it is as cold now as it ever is. Thetemperature is the same the whole year round; the wind likewise. If you want to go out without being nearly blown to pieces, you have to start very early, for at about nine a.m. it begins to blow, and keeps on, in regular föhn-fashion, until night. It is the best place in the world, I should say, to get rheumatism.
Lina Bögli, “Forward. Letters Written on a Trip Around the World”