California was ruined for me ever since my brother moved there.
Seriously, I visited him about 2-1/2 years ago (he lives off Castro in downtown SF) right before his surgical procedure (no, it's not what you think, either, so shut up.). It was the first time I had a chance to see his house, which was pretty nice, I admit. Generally the neighborhood was cool, there was a movie theater, a corner grocery & a wine store (what are the odds?) less than two blocks away, and a great deal of classic-looking buildings, slowly being spruced up; all told, it's a pretty sweet setup.
I can't ever see myself living there, though.