I lived in Redwood City for a few years. It was fantastic. We moved there from Tennessee, and after the first week we were like “wow, it has been clear blue skies every day this week!” After another four months with barely a cloud in the sky, it dawned on us that the climate really was quite incredible (although there are two seasons, “green” and “brown”, and the months are swapped from what they are in the southeast).

30 miles north in San Francisco it’s quite a bit cooler and less sunny though. I would drive into the fog every Saturday morning to visit the farmers market.

We’re back in Tennessee now and I forgot how bad my seasonal affective disorder gets. Apparently I crave sunshine.