A nearly 40 degree drop from where we were just a few days ago. I could feel the cold through the car window as we drove closer to the bay. When we got up in the morning at our friends’ Killian and Catherine’s apartment in Berkeley, it felt like a crisp NY day in October. Our friends, who we’ve known since our Portland (and later Brooklyn) days, had a hearty spread of a breakfast ready for us. We then headed out to the Ferry Terminal Market and made our way through Chinatown. And what’s with the lines out the door to get ice cream in this city? We waited for 30 minutes at Ici on College Avenue in Berkeley the first night and on another line at Humphry Slocombe in the Mission the next. AND we were standing among people dressed in NorthFace down jackets and flip flops.
Ok, so…I like traveling with the kids, I really do. But it’s nearly impossible to take a leisurely browse through the market. There were a dozen stands and shops that I would have loved to shop in…but it didn’t happen. I suppose it’s better for my wallet.