When we first moved here, one of my favorite things about California was the large difference in smell that a small distance in travel can make. Wales has a lot to recommend itself (chiefly, the bacon), but unless you’re in one of the south-east’s more urinique areas, the whole country smells like a similar mix of animals and the sea. The Coast Range around the Bay has a smell — eucalyptus mixed with burning VC cash? — that’s very evocative.