Although my goal is to try something new each day, my breakfast just had to be Brioche French Toast and a bowl of coffee from La Boulange Bakery on Fillmore. It was incredible and just as I remembered. Such deliciousness. Then it was off to walk in Muir Woods. Majestic redwoods amidst the quietness of nature. I had never been there so it was a new place to visit and enjoy. We spent several hours walking through the woods, gazing toward the sky and trying to see the tops of the trees. Many pictures were taken by my daughter to help us remember our visit. I even saw my first banana slug. Such a relaxing afternoon and then it was time to head back to the city for our evening adventure.
As if we didn’t get enough exercise, it was time for some line dancing. A few nights before my arrival in San Francisco, I received a mysterious text regarding line dancing. Well, it’s a new adventure so let’s give it a whirl. After all, how hard can it be? My daughter’s co-worker is part of a non-profit that provides a venue for country line dancing and as luck would have it, a 3-day event was on the horizon. After we gathered with some of my daughter’s friends, our host offered to give us an advance lesson to help bolster our confidence. In just a few minutes, they were good to go. Me – Not So Much!!! The twirling was going to be my downfall. Off they went to the dance floor, however, the music suddenly was much faster than the lesson steps. As the song progressed, people were spit out like watermelon seeds up against the wall. So much fun to watch people that knew what they were doing. It wasn’t much longer and my daughter convinced me to get on the dance floor. The song sounded familiar and I had mustered the courage to give it my all. Well, again – Not So Much!!! I could feel myself being flung from the mix as if the dance was saying, “You are not quite ready. You need practice.” So many people having a great time. I was so grateful to have had the experience.
HOW FUN WAS THAT?
How Fun Was That? 