A few years ago, I got invited to head up to the top of the Golden Gate Bridge by a friend who worked for the transit district. You start by walking out the bridge to one of the towers, each of which have a tiny elevator. You crush into them with not more that 3 people and start the long anticipatory ride to the top. Once you get up there, you come out through a porthole opening like exiting a submarine. We were fortunate to have a spectacular october sunset while we were up there, after having to scratch the visit several times for fog. The views are obviously stunning. you simply can’t stop yourself from repeatedly saying “Wow!” over and over again as your turn your head even slightly. One of the great and lucky moments of my life, to see something so rare and remarkable.
An invitation to be in the moment
This morning we decided on a spontaneous trip to Baker Beach with our two-year-old son.
Our city by the bay is done with Summer. That summertime fog that we wake up to is no more.
Homeward bound after a month in the USA
One day-One Hour- One Minute- It will happen. It is inevitable. Except it already has.
Top 10 Things To Do In San Francisco
If you live in San Francisco, you know to avoid Eddy and Leavenworth Street... *stab*
Wrote this the day after the attacks in Paris but was reminded of it this morning when I read the news about the bombing in Turkey
In Search of Color