Sausalito

So on the bus again to Fisherman’s Wharf, then on the ferry to Sausalito vis Angel Island and Tiburon. At the souvenir shop on the pier, $1m note fridge magnets with Trump’s face on them, along with toilet paper, talking birthday cards with his voice and mock bullet key rings with names on one side and ‘the right to bear arms’ on the other. It’s … Continue reading Sausalito

San Francisco continues

Went to North Beach on the bus and to the City Lights bookshop. Founded in the mid 50s by the poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti – who appears to be still alive at the age of 100. (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lawrence_Ferlinghetti). Hangout of Jack Kerouac et al, inventing the Beat Generation as they went along. Site of the first performance of Allen Ginsberg’s Howl (https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49303/howl) which livened up both the … Continue reading San Francisco continues

Death Valley

With many thanks to Sherry who drove all day – 8am to 10pm – as Dan has a cold. And goodbye to Christopher who had to go home. Death Valley is exactly as you would imagine. Acres of desert – although very little sand; the lowest point in the Western Hemisphere, and many many tourists. It was also very hot. Seems bizarre that it would … Continue reading Death Valley