I BARTed up to San Francisco yesterday for a meeting with my financial advisor and a day out with my friend Morag. I still get such a thrill every time I hit the City. I love the fact that you can find your way around by landmark bridges, buildings, hills. I love all the little hole-in-the wall shops and galleries, and the inifinite choice of restaurants! We did a "tea-tasting" in a tiny shop in Chinatown, talked to a photographer who had an amazing photo of the Golden Gate Bridge focused up-side-down in a hundred raindrops on a windshield, and a discussed life-choices with a teacher-painter-turned-novelist who was selling locally handcrafted jewelry. We ate fresh lychees! We went into a glass art store, which had crappy souvenirs cheek-by-jowl with $1000 Chihuly-style glass chandeliers. When we asked him what the heck he did in case of an earthquake, the proprietor shrugged and said he had no idea (and evidently cared less!) Everywhere we went we saw people walking tiny dogs in pairs: Scotties, Highland terriers, poodles, cockers....Our BART car on the way up there was crammed with Chinese-American middleschoolers, and on the way back down was full of seated Indo-American engineer-types. We even got rained on, just a little bit! What a lovely day!
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