This afternoon President Obama's motorcade disrupted my day for a good hour or so. He and his entourage come to the city a couple of times a year, snarling traffic, inspiring protests and hundreds of exchanges in the comments section of the SF Chronicle. In spite of whatever is happening in the news at the time, and though you never see more than a parade of Suburbans and motorcycles zooming by, I still find this pretty exciting.
twilight in Goleta
Urban landscaping.
a grand tour in summer
Stepping outside of the city is always good for a little perspective, and, in this case, a little sun and hot weather. On this trip we made our way to southern California for a wedding and to visit old friends. Along the way there were multiple tacos, two art museum visits, several coffee shops, a couple of great Airbnb experiences, a viewing of both The Fifth Element (thumbs down) and Dirty Harry (thumbs up), one transcendent horchata latte, some quality time with Google Maps and much time spent scanning the rental car's satellite-radio offerings. We returned home to find the fog had actually lifted a bit and we could wear our shorts and sandals a couple of days longer.
waiting in vain
...for the bus that never arrives.
extra
Images from San Jose Christmas in the Park 2012. Extra buttery, extra-saturated, extra-manipulated...
