California, here we go

We’re back on the East Coast as of last night, tired and dazed and oh-so cold! (With the wind chill, it was -3 degrees for my walk to work. California, I miss you!)

So while I’m adjusting to being back in New York, here are some photos from our days in San Francisco.

Brian and his dad against the glorious backdrop of the Bay.

A lovely evening stroll above Muir Beach with Mr. Brook Reeder…

Who falls back on tried-and-true jokes…

And points out sea monsters.

Brian is actually not posing here.

Check out a California hallmark in the background: houses clinging tenaciously to cliffs. Bet those won’t be there in 60 years.

Look at the pretty!

Ooh, it’s pretty that way, too.

We’re kings of the world!

Let me just hike down this dangerous cliff in the twilight, here.

Next day, more beach and vibrant colors at Fort Funston.

Also, more dangerous cliffs, but with a hilarious sign.

New Year’s started at Brian’s parents’ house with Brook and Brian Z. Ah, friends.

How do these two always manage to look so weird?

2008, here we come!

Thanks to everyone who made our trip home so great. I was ecstatic to be back there and pleased I could spend time with so many wonderful people. And I was outrageously sad to leave. Now, back to the grind. Sigh.