Golden Fog

The Golden Gate Bridge was so terrifically eerie today. The upwelling created such a fantastic mood, I probably

would have enjoyed it more if it hadn't been so butt freezing. I would have walked the entire thing, if it weren't for the

previous sentence. My Mom, however, ran the bridge, up and back. What a lady… good-bye San Francisco.

other highlights: saying good-bye to the Cramer Clan; going to Pier 39; seeing Alcatraz; eating sour dough soup bowls at Boudin; eating

a bucket of doughnuts from Trishi's mini doughnuts; hearing my Mother's story of her encounter with a former Oakland Raider's player;

watching a caricature artist at work; shopping for souvenirs; riding down Lombard Street; bundling up just for a bridge; getting into Lake

Tahoe late into the night.