I left San Francisco somewhat reluctantly, but it didn't take me long, driving north along Route 1 in California, to rediscover my excitement for wanderlust and new places.
My first stop was the lighthouse at Point Reyes, partly because I'd seen a lot of photos of it, and partly because I love lighthouses.
There is a book I read when I was younger called "Keep the Lights Burning, Abbie" that tells the story of a girl who must keep the light on in her family's lighthouse while her father is kept away because of a storm. It's based on a true story, and because the title character spelled her name the same way I spell mine, unusual among the Abbies of the world, I have always felt a simple but happy connection to lighthouses.
And let's face it -- it doesn't hurt that they're usually in pretty picturesque locations! The lighthouse at Point Reyes didn't disappoint.