Last Sunday we organized a BBQ near Point Bonita Lighthouse with a couple of Belgians who live here in SF. Jimmy and I took the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit—a railway system servicing the SF Bay Area) to SF and continued by bike to Tom’s place. Tom is from Brussels, and arrived here about one month ago after having worked in Florida for several years. He was still preparing an excellent tabouleh for the BBQ when we arrived at his place:
From there, Tom and I would continue by bike to the BBQ place. His professional biking outfit was a bad omen of the ride ahead: it’s not as flat here as it is in Belgium… Anyhow, we drove along ‘The Embarcadero’ to the Golden Gate Bridge, where we crossed the bay:
After a two-hour drive with a couple of stunning views, a murderous climb and a life-threatening descent, we made it alive to the BBQ spot:
As it took us a little longer than expected—my bike didn’t quite match Tom’s, must have been that, hmm—the others had already prepared the BBQ and most of the food:
In the distance you can see the Golden Gate Bridge. Behind it is SF but that is hardly visible in this picture. I found my preferred job at the BBQ:
while the others were enjoying a delicious meal:
And yes indeed, more flags for you, Eduardo:
However, I wasn’t the only ‘Fleischmeister’ as Bart put it so nicely:
Jimmy did like these pictures and he also wanted one—including the BBQ tool. Not that he turned a single sausage however…:
And for once, I was not the youngest in the company, which made me a little envious as you can see in this picture:
Around 4 PM it was about time to get back. In return for our physical suffering in the hills we still got some amazing views on SF:
on the Golden Gate and the entrance of the bay:
on Alcatraz Island (we certainly plan to visit it—more news later),
and on some nice parks in SF:
And then finally, back into the urban jungle:
and return to Berkeley by BART. A beautiful day, an excellent BBQ and a good night’s sleep afterwards…
4 comments:
Wim, save yourself the trouble of photoshopping your pictures. Simply stick to the plain version: it amply suffices to make us jealous.
Jealous is the very word that came to my mind when I saw these pics. It has just dawned on me that I have a similar me-and-the-Golden-Gate' picture in one of my albums. I was 26 then, your age if I'm not mistaken. Seems ages ago... This blog reading has suddenly turned into a disconcerting age awareness-raising exercise...
Marleen, that cannot have been thát long ago, can it? ;-)
Flattery won't get you anywhere, my dear !
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