thoughts escaping my mind
We had to get chains for Yosemite. And the first car we got couldn’t be fitted with snow chains. So we made the 1.5 hour drive back to the airport to change the car.
When we returned to get chains, we realised that the chains cost $65.55. No choice. No chains = no Yosemite.
Over the last two weeks, I’ve done more shopping than I have in the last 10 years.
Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration, but I think I’m close.
The day before, I met up with M, whom I met in Maine International Film School, who refused to take a photo with me, because he looks fat in photos. A problem I can identify with. Unfortunately, I also look fat in real life.
Anyway, we went down to Sausalito, had a ginormous salad. It was more the atmosphere than anything particularly beautiful in Sausalito. It was a nice little town – but it’s a tourist town, and to take a decent picture that says something about the place, is hard without it just being a snapshot of the place. So I didn’t take a any photos there. If I had driven a car, I would’ve driven up on the hill amongst the homes of locals to find something to take.
M had spent some time in Japan shooting his 12k short film and was telling me all about it and about his great Japanese film crew and the Russian composer on the film and all the difficulties of getting people together and the like.
After M dropped me off, I took an hour and a half walk from the Ferry Building to the home of the Giants, where they were having a game and walked past the SFMOMA back to Market and found the Montgomery BART back to T’s.
The next day, T and I went up to Napa.
I attempted another day of San Francisco by starting at the 24 hour 1/4 Burger place near T’s place, that serves breakfast all day. Oh yes, chicken fried steak, eggs (any style), homestyle potatoes, steak – the possibilities for a wonderful breakfast are endless.
So there is the quarter pound burger. Loads of old people came in for the breakfast. One day, I’ll try it. I’ll order breakfast at 1am in the morning. That’s what I want to do.
After a couple days of doing nothing, I hit the streets of San Francisco again.
Taking the BART to the Montgomery, I transferred to a MUNI, 38L, transferred to another MUNI, the 28 and arrived at Golden Gate Bridge car park.
Of course after two days of clear days, today, it was misty.
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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?
