Wow. This city is a knock-out when summer finally arrives. I always seem to forget how a few degrees and a little sun can be such a powerful a force for good. The streets are full of sundresses, ice cream, picnics and laughter. Foggy temperatures in the low 50's from a few days ago are banned from public memory.
Rob and I took the bike out last night for dinner on our favorite pier. A full moon, al pastor tacos, steel swivel chairs and cold beers. There isn't a mansion or yacht in the world that can compete with our free bayside patio.