Weird how a simple translation can make a difference: “I went to Saint-Francis, last year.” “Where?” “San Francisco.” “Ah! San Francisco. You got me confused. Speak English, Man!” (“I just did.”) 🙂 My faithful readers have to realize that my San Francisco pix were easier to retrieve. (25,000 pix already recovered. Overall. Not just Saint-Francis) So… San Francisco it is. Again.
Le quai du pêcheur. (Fisherman’s wharf).
Campari evokes gloves to the elbows, a cigarette-holder and shades of Audrey Hepburn.
Golden Gate Park. Nowhere near the Golden Gate Bridge. This sign was on a walking trail. Seriously? Slow down? Now are the ducks nesting or crossing? I mean really.
“Born in the USA…” (Golden Gate Bridge)
“Better run through the jungle…”
24th St. and Dolores. A califor-na-yeah sky.
Can you believe the fern trees? How much is that house? I want it now!
“Peace is found on common ground.” Itshak Rabin once said before signing peace with Yasser Arafat: “You only make peace with your enemies.”
Dedicated to all Giants’ fans. 🙂
Urban turtles. A species native to California only.
Gender bias: why is the woman in underwear and the Sherif ain’t?
Carlos Santana. Click down below for “Soul sacrifice”, a young, unknown Santana at Woodstock:
Santana’s performance is amazing, but pay attention to his drummer, Michael Schrieve, barely 20 then.
Captain and crew were delighted to have you on board the Saint-Francis to Woodstock Cable Car and wish you a lovely week-end.