We spent Memorial Day Weekend in the Bay Area with my Dad and his family.
It was a good trip, full of food and visiting.
As a child, I spent eight weeks of every summer in San Francisco living with my Dad.
The summer weekdays of my childhood were spent in the city where I would glory in the fog, while the weekends were dedicated to my Dad's search for the sun and adventure.
As you can see, we found the sun this past holiday weekend.
It was a good weekend, despite the lack of fog. ;-)