For whatever reason, I always get nostalgic when I see the bridges and lights of San Francisco. While Reno is one of the last places that we'd choose to live, northern CA is high on the list of places that we would.
This is a shot, over the wing of my Air Canada Airbus 320 flight as it came in for a landing while the sun set in a fiery explosion over the Pacific. California is starting to seem like a long time ago, now. But I think that, once you've spent time there, that state sort of sears its way into your heart for good.
