thoughts escaping my mind
The next couple of days, I took it easy again.
T drove me up to Ikea Emeryville where I wanted to get the Capita 8″ legs. We took the scenic route, which means it was longer and off the expressway, we went through Berkeley.
And it was a good drive with distant views of the city.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get good pictures of the city.
Here’s one crappy attempt:
That’s expensive houses in Oakland with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background.
After sending my parents to the airport, I took the other half of the day to visit Alcatraz.
I don’t know why I felt it was important to visit Alcatraz. I guess visiting San Francisco isn’t complete without visiting the former home of the most famous criminals. The movies about parties travelling over the cold waters and reaching those behind bars, torturing them mentally. The imagery of Alcatraz is strong and powerful.
I am now on my own. Parents have returned home, and it’s time for me to check out San Francisco.
Okay, along the way up and down to Lake Tahoe, we discovered some nice food chains. Not national chains. They just have a couple of outlets around California.
Wow, I’m on a roll here. After days of zero posts, this is my third!
Okay, we are off to Lake Tahoe on a Saturday. I wasn’t keen on Lake Tahoe. I’d wanted to do the redwood forests, but this was my mother’s choice.
What can I say about the Lake Tahoe?
So along the way, my father twisted his ankle and I decide since we are in San Francisco, we will take it easy. Our first day was basically resting, and then later in the day, we went out to Walnut Creek, visited Target, Ace Hardware (Lafayette), Whole Foods, Macy’s before another day was gone.
The following day, we headed up Brentwood where there was U pick farms. Unfortunately, most farms were past their fruiting season and closed. But we always do find something around… peaches.
I wasn’t that impressed with the PCH drive. Most of the view was like this:
What was more fun was watching the mist roll in as you drive through the PCH.
I have no time to catch up with my posts after a couple of days with crappy Internet.
Before leaving Zion National Park, we took some photos at The Three Patriachs, named by Mormon pioneers in the area, escaping from persecution.
