my closest-in-age brother eli and his wife julie came through san francisco last weekend on their way to a family reunion in fresno. i’D been itching to share my city with eli for ages and it was so fun to have that boy and his girl in town.
the truth is, eli and i have not always liked each other. yes, sibling rivalry at its finest. somehow, our worlds turned, and after about fifteen years of teasing and drama, we became the best of friends. this miraculous revolution is such a big part of who i am, and i love my brother and all he has taught me so, so, so.
it was a very unusually hot day in the city on saturday. i picked up eli and julie in oakland and took them on my standard tour loop….
starting with the hair-raising drive across the bay bridge…
…and of course a late saturday morning at the ferry building.
we parked at alamo square and took in the view in the sun and wind…
and then strolled through the streets admiring colorful victorians.
we passed city hall…
…bused to union square…
…strolled through chinatown and the north beach festival to my rooftop…
…and stopped by lombard street.
we drove the divisadero hill to the palace of fine arts…
…and then cruised over the bridge to admire the golden gate.
i showed eli and julie my favorite spot in the headlands as the sun went down…
…and we ended our packed day at a japanese curry house in nob hill.
i sure love eli and julie. they are some of the best adventurers i know so the weekend with them was bomb.
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