In a spontaneous moment, I was able to join Steve in San Francisco. The stars lined up and I hopped on Delta and was whisked away for a fun packed weekend exploring the city by the bay.
A lot of water has passed under the bridge--so to speak-- from thirty plus years ago when we first explored the city with Aunt Ruth while we were engaged. (One thing hasn't changed-- the ocean breeze!!)
The lovely view from our hotel room and the streets we walked and walked and walked late into the night--memories of Paris!
All the walking certainly makes one hungry--all these years of waiting to return to the crabpots on the Wharf--my little bit of heaven on earth!
No trip to San Fran is complete with a trip to ChinaTown--we made it out with buying only two polar fleece jackets because it was freezing--As Mark Twain said "the coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco!"
Art, chocolate and a trolley car--what a way to end the day!
Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge has always been on Steve's bucket list--so 9 miles and 3 1/2 hours later we crossed it off. Can I only say that I was not exactly feeling my inner Zen up there especially with the suicide watch signs dotting the route--I don't think anyone has ever jumped, they have simply been blown off!
Now my bucket list on the other hand includes walking around Sausalito, home of one of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott. It was beautiful, and quaint and provided a little soul food--and a romantic Saturday with my soulmate--who has spent so much time here in the past many years without me.