I'll make this quick since I don't want to burn through my battery:
I've made it to my bus to San Fran, thanks to a buddy from school. Looking out the window, I realized looking at hills from a bus seems pretty familiar. This area doesn't look much different from the Tuscan hills. It blows my mind that places can look so similar but be worlds away, full of people who live their lives so differently. The only difference is these hills really do look like waves of green, but that's California for you.
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