There are cities in this world who speak to parts of my soul. They are sometimes very familiar, others parts have been asleep for a thousand years. When they wake, I know them all the same. It is an enveloping feeling of content, of safety, of being home. San Francisco, Venice, Paris, the island of Oahu, a few places in Japan, perhaps now Amsterdam. Nearly always, it is near my love Le Mer; for to me she is life.