While I spent most of my weekend putting the darts in the wrong place on Elizabeth (I think, I just glanced at it this morning packing it into my purse) I did get out Sunday night and saw Two Days in Paris with BFF starring Julie Delpy (who wrote and directed it too) and Adam Goldberg - pretty good movie! Much, much better than *I expected. I'd tell you my favorite lines, but it'll wreck it if you see it. It's a relationship movie (as I suspected) but thankfully it's not two days of Deep Talking About THE Relationship. They're both pretty quirky - to say the least. (*Yeah, I hate romantic relationship movies generally. Give me War or The Bourne Ultimatum or even The Queen instead.)
Monday I dragged A on the various ferries since the Bay Bridge was down for the weekend - (Click to enlarge any of the picures) to go to the Sausalito Art Fair. Despite her constant need to get to places at the last second and my desire to get there with plenty of time to spare, we managed to catch all the ferries (although there was running & sniping involved) on time. The biggest glitch was that I didn't realize the first ferry out of Oakland didn't go to Pier 41! It dropped us off at the SF Ferry Building with about 20 minutes to get to Pier 41 and no idea of how far away it was (not that far, although I don't think she could have hoofed it in time) or a bus schedule. Luckily while every cab that came by was in use, the F Line showed up in the nick of time.
The Art Festival itself was much fun! Lots of art, yes I know! Oddly enough. But true. All of it pretty much priced out of my range but fun to look at.
The Golden Gate Bridge was nicely shrouded in fog on our way in but lovely on the way back. We even got an unexpected loop around Angel Island on the trip home.
Pictures of Alcatraz tomorrow - that is one gloomy hopeless looking rock. You can just feel the misery rolling off of it.
I can't believe that in all the time I've lived here (my whole life), I've never taken a ferry. Chartered boats, sure. Sailboats. The occasional dinner cruise. But never a ferry, although I did drop off a girlfriend at the Oakland Ferry on the way to work in the morning for a month or so while the Bay Bridge was out of commission from the earthquake. She said it was the most relaxing commute home she'd ever had. On the water, rocking gently, a nice glass of wine......bus & BART weren't even bad after that.