
The trip to California in November was a bit like that. Although it’s a bit far for just the couple of days that the trip ended up being, there is alwasy something about going to california that makes me think a little differently about things. Funny how some places are like that…
I stayed very close to Fisherman’s Wharft. Everyone always groans that it’s such a touristy area – it is…no getting around that. But when you’re up early because of the time change, it’s a beautiful place for a run or walk in the morning. The only people out are those that make the city work in the magical way that it does – fish are getting delivered, linens picked up, and lots of fellow runners that are taking in the morning lights along the water. And not just runners…swimmers too if you can believe it. And lots of them…
