Fishing for good things, San Francisco, California, 2010
We decided to travel by train to California. This was well before smoking underwear bombs and new air travel headaches. We simply wanted the pleasure of riding the rails and singing the songs. Then we arrived 12 hours behind schedule, still time enough to celebrate the new year with friends in fine fashion. There was the bay and all the beauty of Marin County with the sound of the rough Pacific and the odd taste of watermelon wheat beer. Then back on the train again. All too soon.
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