Well, this will wrap up my little San Francisco adventure series of posts. Which is good, because in a few hours I am leaving my mom’s house to drive back to San Diego… and reality. So what better place to deny reality for a few more moments than this place…

Yes, after the beach cleanup, Big Johnny, William and Eva and I drove over to Haight Ashbury, where people denied reality for most of the 1960’s and 1970’s. We had Asian Fusion food.

I gave Willie his birthday presents. I think he liked them.

I think we all liked them.

Some of you may remember this part of San Francisco from another visit to the Bay Area, where I went with the same people to a 1960’s-themed art exhibit, and then, Big Johnny and I went on an epic bar crawl in this very neighborhood.

‘The Haight’, as the cool locals call it, is a little touristy now.

And yet it still retains some of its unique character.

And nowhere does unique character better than the Bay Area.

Just sayin’.

Once again, I will be missing this part of the world. My time draws near.

A long boring drive through the Central Valley, LA traffic… back to my job and chores.

I will be back at Christmas.

And there is always my mom’s 96th birthday, next year.

Okay, see you soon, little godson Willie!

Oh… right… yes, and your parents too.

I actually went back to my mom’s house a different way, crossing the Golden Gate bridge,  and swinging around towards the Richmond bridge instead of taking the Oakland Bay bridge back. I knew you wanted one more view of the bridge. Ha!

Look, it’s Alcatraz, and the Oakland Bay bridge way beyond it. I see blue skies. The weird mix of fog, cloud and smoke from all the wildfires finally parted. And don’t be sad. I still have a bunch of Yosemite pictures to post after I get home. Also, some animal photos, and some pretty good sunset shots.

And then we can get back to… whatever it is I usually do around here. Bye, San Francisco!