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Sunday, April 27, 2014

Celebrating Joan's birthday in San Francisco

My sister, Joan, invited me to share her 60th birthday celebration in San Francisco this week.  She lived there in the late 1970's and has gone back for every decade birthday (40, 50, and now 60).  We flew into Oakland because she wanted to visit her former workplace in Emeryville.  Gratefully, our borrowed Gamin GPS device told us exactly where to go.  She remembered visiting the Public Market so we decided to stop there for lunch.

The main floor's food court beckoned us with all kinds of food...Asian, Italian, Greek, American, Indian.  She chose pizza, but I had a Middle East lunch sampler including Hummus, Cucumber Salad with Tzatziki, and Tabbouleh Salad.  Joan told me one of the goals of this trip was to enjoy some fabulous food and this meal fulfilled that goal already for me.    

With full bellies we drove around the area and she realized new buildings had popped up or were renovated.  After the two bit tour we told Samantha, our Garmin guide, to take us to the Capri Motel in the Cow Hollow area of San Francisco.
Joan spent many hours jogging the Marina Green after work when she lived here.
She often jogged across the Golden Gate bridge and back - about a 5 mile jog.
We got extra exercise as we walked along the bay, fighting a strong wind.
Next we walked to the Palace of Fine Arts, across from the Marina Green.  This structure was built only to last one year, a part of the Panama Pacific International Exposition of 1915.  It soon became a favorite landmark in the city and has undergone several renovations over the years, the last one a $21million restoration in 2003.  


 I noticed these gorgeous lavender plants as we made our way to the Presidio.  My own lavender never produces blooms like this.....
I love the rocks and little stream as we walked up to Letterman Drive

The Presidio of San Francisco is a park and former military base on the northern tip of the San Francisco Peninsula in San FranciscoCalifornia, and is part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area.
It had been a fortified location since September 17, 1776, when New Spainestablished it to gain a foothold on Alta California and the San Francisco Bay. It passed to Mexico, which in turn passed it to the United States in 1848. As part of a 1989 military reduction program under the Base Realignment and Closure (BRAC) process, Congress voted to end the Presidio's status as an active military installation of the U.S. Army. On October 1, 1994, it was transferred to the National Park Service, ending 219 years of military use and beginning its next phase of mixed commercial and public use.
In 1996, the United States Congress created the Presidio Trust to oversee and manage the interior 80% of the park's lands, with the National Park Service managing the coastal 20%. In a first-of-its-kind structure, Congress mandated that the Presidio Trust make the Presidio financially self-sufficient by 2013, which it achieved 8 years ahead of the scheduled deadline.
Letterman Hospital, built in 1898 and named in 1911 for Jonathan Letterman, was featured in every US foreign conflict in the 20th century and remained in service until the army base was decommissioned in 1995. The historic building was demolished in the 1960s to establish a modern building which was erected in 1969. The building was abandoned in 1994 when the base was transferred to the National Park Service and was demolished in 2002. In 2005, Lucasfilm opened the Letterman Digital Arts Center on the site of the old hospital.
 Obviously, these geraniums have been blooming all winter - the plant looked more like a shrub.  Joan and I were surprised to find the buildings on Letterman Drive were all new.  We followed some people into one of the buildings and happily noticed a Starbucks so we sat with a cup of tea, watched the young people coming in and out of the Lucas Film building.  

We made our way along Lombard Street, back to our hotel.  Joan remembers having drinks with friends at this little corner bar!  
 I'm guessing this green tile is original to the bathroom in our hotel room.  

 We celebrated Joan's birthday, just two blocks from our hotel.  The Balboa Cafe, a historic cafe, served a memorable birthday dinner.  I had the halibut and Joan enjoyed a special penne pasta dish.   A gentleman sat next to us and we assumed he may be a "regular."  We highly recommend this restaurant to city visitors.

Wednesday morning we hopped on a MUNI bus and headed to Fishermen's Wharf.

 We told each other our stories of visiting this area when we lived here before.  I lived in Santa Rosa from 1974-1977 and Joan moved to San Francisco while working for the C.I.A. in the summer of 1977.  We visited the city mostly with people who came to visit us.  My husband at the time entertained clients at some of the best restaurants on the Wharf.

 The sourdough bread brought back memories of the first time I had great wine, white cheese, and this great bread.....it was enough for a full meal.
 Pier 39 now is mostly souvenir shops and trendy ice cream and coffee shops.
 Allan and Lisa treated Joan to this great lunch, a Crab Louie, at Tarantinos.

 The lines for the Hyde-Powell Cable Car were long, so we just walked by...
 Irish Coffee at the Buena Vista Cafe became our afternoon delight.

 Joan drove the rental car down the famous Lombard Crooked Street.

 And though China Town
 Joan began communicating with a former co-worker, Rebecca, prior to the trip, and she picked us up on Thursday and drove us through the Presidio and up to the building where Joan once worked for the C.I.A.
 They giggled a lot because the building now looks like a prison.  It does have a beautiful view close by and Joan remembers running over the Golden Gate Bridge during her lunch hour. 

We enjoyed a great lunch at the famous Cliff House restaurant.
Rebecca drove us across the Golden Gate to Sausalito and then to Ft. Baker to get a different view of the bridge.
 Rebecca invited us to her home on Pierce Street, near Beach, and we sat in a lovely living room and Rebecca, her husband Mike, and Joan recalled the memories of working in San Francisco.  They could not remember if Joan attended their wedding so she got out the wedding album and an envelope of cards and showed Joan the wedding card she'd given to them 33 years ago.  

Joan spent a lot of time searching for the perfect gifts for her boss and co-workers.  She never bought a thing for herself.  I learned, once again, how generous she is.  I was no help and because I don't buy gifts and souvenirs anymore.  I did find this cute hat for, who else than myself - a visual memory of this great trip to San Francisco.
Thank you for the wonderful memories!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Hiking at Chief Timothy State Park

I missed an opportunity to hike with the Lewiston group today because I needed to finish my taxes and get them E-filed.   The lovely day beckoned me to get outdoors so I headed to Chief Timothy State Park.  The park is not open and is one of those that may not be because of budget constraints but walkers are able to walk around the gates, over the bridge, and into the park.  I noticed a sign that encouraged dog walkers to dispose of their pet waste so I think people have discovered a great place to walk their dogs.

I did not have my camera with me, but when I saw this I pulled out my phone!
 Some kind of birds have been busy building a nest atop this pole
I turned around and notice two large birds just resting in this tree.  Are they eagles?
A gorgeous view of the river.  Why do I drive for hours and even take trips to other countries when we have such beautiful views just minutes from my home?  The park is on an island and one never sees this section of the river from Highway 12.  
The dams on the lower Snake created Lower Granite Lake and made Lewiston and Clarkston inland port cities.  I noticed lots of branches and sagebrush littering the park.  I've never thought about how much maintenance is involved in keeping a state park ready for camping and picnicking.  The fees we've paid have been minimal considering all the work that must be done.  I've heard other people lament, "just keep the parks open and we'll pay high fees just to enjoy the outdoors."  

There is a Mama bird atop this nest - one can barely see her white head.  I doubt it's an Eagle, but fascinating anyway.  I'm quite amazed that my "dumb" phone took such great pictures!

Friday, April 11, 2014

Tiptoeing through the Tulips

My friend, Marcia, recently had both hips replaced in Seattle.  She walked for years with Regina and me on the Lewiston levee.  We miss her so much that we put a quick trip to Seattle together just to spend time with her.  We watched her walk, cheered her rehab activities, and determined she could make the trip to the Tulip Fesitval with us.  And, gratefully, the tulips were just beginning to bloom near LaConnor, WA.
We thought we'd only get to see massive fields of tulips, but decided to pull into a parking lot and pay the $5.00 fee just to get a little closer for some photos.  


The best surprise actually happened across the street from this field.  A nice parking attendant made arrangements for us to park in a handicapped section of the artistic gardens.
Colors burst from every planting bed


Rows and rows of exquisite color combinations!




And the most gorgeous Azalea we'd ever seen

 We learned that William Roozen came to Skagit Valley in 1946 and vowed one day he would move there from Holland, where his family raised tulip bulbs since the 1700's.  He bought five acres and a barn in 1955 and started his tulip business.  Now RoozenGaarde comprises more than 2,000 acres.  The poster states that he treasured his family more than anything.  He and Helen were married for 55 years and the parents of 10 children and 36 grandchildren!



We wandered through the gift shop, bought some cards and took the catalog so we can order the bulbs for fall delivery.  An employee told us that the bulbs are dug up every year, stored in greenhouses and it takes two months to design and plant the color combinations that thrilled us.


I bought this quaint blue pitcher at a thrift shop in LaConnor and my own daffodils are very happy in it.  It will remind me of a fantastic trip tiptoeing through the tulips with great friends.