27.02.2013 - 28.02.2013 65 °F
What a wonderful, wonderful day!! We walked across the street to the Boudin Bakery for egg & ham with their famous sourdough bread.
The sun was shining - we were both comfortable wearing light jackets. We decided to stay out of the car - even tho we feel we know the city well, it's been 20 years since we lived in the area. Remembering the name of a street and actually knowing where it goes - maybe not so much. We enjoyed an early morning walk along the wharf.
The morning had only a breeze so we hopped on a ferry and viewed the city skyline from the water - remembering that 1st year when we commuted to work by ferry. Where else could you be late to work because the herring were running, the seals were chasing the herring and the ferry had to slow to avoid the seals. No one blinked an eye when I explained why I was late.
Brought back a few memories; so glad Dad answered the phone and not Mom. I told him I was going out to Alcatraz, Grace Thorpe asked me to come help with the children, I didn't know if NSHS would keep my job. He told me not to worry ... Mom wouldn't have said that. Pretty sure her comments would still be ringing in my ears.
To my mind, San Francisco is one of the most beautiful settings for a city - the prettiest of any city I've visited. After the ferry ride, we decided to take the Hop On/Hop Off bus. A little pricy but it meant neither of us had to drive and neither of us had to yell or fuss at each other after making dozens of wrong turns. As friend Becky said "think of it as marriage counseling savings." The bus took us past almost every area where we worked and played. We decided to spend the remaining part of the day at Golden Gate Park. First stop was the De Young - I'm astounded at the design of the new building - nothing like before and I certainly understand why it was so hotly debated. I'm still studying it without making a decision. It's the dark building behind me.
We also had lunch there. I had beets & mache; Philip had some kind of veal
Then over to Japanese Tea Garden
There was no way I could resist climbing the Drum Bridge, despite Philip's grumbling - she's out of back surgery 3 months, no business...blah, blah, blah....
Last stop Botanical Gardens where the Rhodies and Azaleas are just starting to bloom. You don't see a picture here because I was reluctant to trample across other plants to get better shots.
A wonderful day we will long remember.