Rodeway Inn Wine Country
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... steep hills and parked the car after a huge confusion about whether it was free or not, but it turned out we were okay. We walked in the square and immediately had a homeless guy following us muttering to himself weirdly. We took a few touristy pictures and headed to a bar with live jazz. Once in we grabbed a beer after almost being seated at a table. We watched the sax players run around the bar playing 'Here comes the bride’ to a couple before getting a tip in the tip jar.
... but really it’s very sad to think about the necessity for such a thing. I think I recall hearing that hundreds of people each year jump to their deaths on this very bridge, the idea of it haunted me. There’s a country song, “Moments” that came to mind, telling of a young man that was stopped from doing such by a homeless man in one of his weakest moments. The adversities some face is something we can all relate to, but on our own scales. ...
... There are pictures posted of all three trees.
The road was the usual mountain road...curvy with no shoulders. I learned
something important. If someone scares you with his/her driving, don't tell
them so. It's like challenging them to scare you even more.
Southern Iowa and Northern California were mostly farmland and it was amazing
to me that this rural land was so close to the beach. I need to keep up to date
with my writing...the days are running ...
... acceptable for women to do so. She was an avid gambler and often dressed like a man in order to gamble in the males-only establishments that dotted North Beach. Coit was reputed to have shaved her head so her wigs would fit better.
Lillie had a special relationship with the city's firefighters. She had from very early days of her life been fascinated and enamored of the red shirted and helmeted fire fighters. ...
... there is rain coming in the next few days.
After setting up and a quick lunch, on our bikes we went...rode into Larkspur to the ferry terminal. We had to walk our bikes across the bridge (BIG signs) - right beside a big exit ramp - but once across we joined up with the bike path. We stopped briefly at the ferry terminal then rode past there until the path just became part of a busy road near the entrance to San Quentin. I've been ...