Nearing the end of my journey, in many way to myself this was the end as I would soon be with familiar people, in a familiar place.
Flights reworked, bus to the airport, Broken bag, and resulting broken laptop.
SF, arriving at my brother's abode, a lovingly familiar place, something that almost feels foreign.
Lot's of sleep and a bit of laziness, perhaps my first chance in a while to do nothing.
So many old faces, how different could this be from just a bit ago?
Road trip up to Portland with my brother, such a different way to travel.
A lovely little house, AirBnB success.
Coffee, Donuts, Pizza, fun people, crazy movies, what a wonderful town.
Driving home through the red woods, weaving through the trees.
In Eureka we learn of a slide, our route is blocked for days.
Quick dark ride home, deep conversation, and some-In n-Out.
A bit more time in SF, and then back to life.
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Beers, I show my annoying obsession, but choose a delicious beer, creme brulee stout
A burger and fires, one of their specialties, she declines, as well as my brownies
A vegan, but I don't mind, I'm completely taken
A lovely time, with more exchange
Plans for food another day
Vegan Brownies, and vegan dumplings for her, meat for me
A walk over the bridge, a beautiful night, a beautiful companion
Look over the water, weird lights in DUMBO, what could it be?
An artshow, people everywhere, giant bubbles to make
A walk along the water, contrasting worlds in Brooklyn
A stop at a watering hole to rest our feet, and moisten our parched lips
Walk down the dark streets home through Brooklyn
Good Night...
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