I’m in San Fran for Substack work.
It’s my glorious return to the United States. 4 years and 4 months since I fled this beautiful country amidst the uncertainty of Covid.
We were booked to leave in May that year, we upped and left in March because we thought - not without reason - that the airports were going to be closed.
What have I missed most about America?
It’s too broad a question to give a satisfyingly specific answer.
But this morning, what weighs heavy on my mind is the glorious, crisp, clean taste of New York municipal tap water.
I sh!t you not.
Can the drought-prone reservoirs of Northern California compete?
Come with me to find out more.
