...this land was made for you and me. These days it doesn't feel like it was made for everyone. Of recent, I've found myself getting depressed over the status of our nation and the political landscape that has taken over my newsfeed. To keep my chin up, I circle back to the people and places that make this country America the beautiful.
With a day off to explore earlier this month in San Francisco, I tapped into Andy, a New England transplant who now calls Oakland home. The best part of having visitors is they force you to switch up your normal schedule. He asked what I wanted to do that Saturday.
Give me a West Coast surf lesson!
Or let's drive north to Napa and drink ourselves silly on some red wine.
Ooh, Muir Woods. I have always wanted to go there.
Demanding, I know, sorry. While the forecast warned us of thunderstorms and severe rain, I insisted we cross the Golden Gate and adventure on. And he happily obliged, picking me up in his weathered, pickup truck, one that had made it's way cross-country with miles of stories looking thru the rear view mirror. We drove the windy roads with the fragrant scent of eucalyptus forcing myself to question why I don't stay longer than a weekend in California.
Just because the weather calls for severe rain, doesn't mean you should stay indoors. In fact, you might end up missing the normal crowds that fill a tourist attraction and rediscover an admiration that extends from California to the New York Island.
Stay bitten ;)