Our best efforts to show them the splendour of the Marin headlands and the Golden Gate bridge were frustrated a tad by our glorious weather. Nonetheless, they shivered their way through a visit to Fort Point.
During their last visit, we began a strange fraternal tradition involving buzz cuts, downtown Oakland and Vietnamese food. On this visit, the tradition was renewed.
A highlight of the trip was a visit to the Giants' ballpark to see the hometown nine crush the Cincinnati Reds. As always, garlic fries were part of the fun and after the game Rami got to run around the bases, as he'd done earlier in the summer at an A's game.
We took the ferry to Marin one day for lunch. We chose to go to Sausalito instead of Tiburon. I guess that's what happens when you have the luxury of more than two weeks off a year.














