Go Your Own Way
IV Columnist's Trip to San Francisco
Isla Vista can be an eye-opening place. But nothing is more eye opening than exploring a new city far from home. This winter break, as Isla Vista’s usual hustle dwindles to the pace of a ghost town, I find myself caught between coming down from the stress of finals and rising up to plan the future. The possibilities for Isla Vista residents are infinite: No one can predict which roads we will take and which bridges we will cross during our lives. And with only 20 short weeks left of life in Isla Vista, I wonder: Where will you be after life in I.V?
This winter break I crossed San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge for the first time. Driving over this big red bridge may not have been life-altering in and of itself, but the trip overall opened my eyes to the many roads offered in life and outside the comforts of I.V.
Junior King Suite: Searching online, my boyfriend and I looked for the perfect hotel, in the perfect location with the prefect room and perfect rates. Hotel Frank seemed to be just the ticket, and right in Union Square, but a few of its aspects fell short of our expectations. The room we dubbed “The Shoebox” lacked the “Junior King Suite” appeal that we were promised in the description.
