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Isn't
that a great ceiling? We were instantly escorted
out of this building the second my camera flashed.
I don't know what goes on inside, but they don't
want any of you to know about it.
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The
weather was incredibly temperamental during my
stay. In California all of the news vans can be
spotted alongside PCH the second a seventeenth
of an inch is reported to have fallen. Look at
this Chicago sky. There were tornados and I never
once saw a TV station van. Well, maybe because
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Roof-top
party picture. Aww. That's the Sears Tower in
the background.
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The
Chicago River from the point of view of a person
who has been trampled by hordes of tourists.
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One
of the many tunnels leading out to Wrigley Field.
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These
are columns. Sometimes they are used to support
structures. Sometimes they are just pretty.
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In
Chicago you watch out for cars. You can duck and
weave through traffic, because no one is going
to stop for you. No one is going to slam on the
brakes and cause a twenty car pile-up. I heart
Chicago.
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The
Laguna Beach Fire
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of the Laguna Beach Fire in 1993. It took out 16,684 acres
and 318 homes. Don't toss cigarettes into canyons, people.
Notice the one house left standing? It was the only new
house that was built to be fire safe. Although, I think
the owner still complains about the water damage he had
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Cute
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George
taking his morning walk on the beach. He's dead now,
but doesn't he look adorable?
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The
Great Laguna Standoff. Simba -v- Gracie. |
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George
and Gracie taking time away from programming unabridged
intuitive database software to reflect on their day. |
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San Francisco |
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The
Golden Gate Bridge, as seen from the frozen seas and
windblown deck of a small craft that didn't listen to
the advisory. |
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Approaching
Tiburon. It can be overcast and chilly by Alcatraz,
but the people of Tiburon pay good money to keep the
sun shining.
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It's
always sunny on the Bay Bridge, which might be the reason
they rank behind the Golden Gate in jumper statistics.
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My
postcard photo of the day.
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The
radio warned of a small craft advisory. I was sailing
with two boys and boys don't know from small.
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San Diego
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The
boys like to sail their double-ender all over the world,
not just from harbor to slip. Insane, isn't it? This
was just off San Diego.
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Heading
towards Point Loma.
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As
we were going back to the dock, we came across a HUGE
naval fancy-boy-name-for-a-boat. It was the size of
Laguna Beach. There are all sorts of fancy-uniform-wearing-rubber-boat-driving
men that steer you away from the vessel. That might
be a terrorist thing or it might be a don't-get-run-over
thing.
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I thought these boys had
been on the ship for too long, based on the way they
were lining up at every possible space in order to look
at the city. Apparently, it's part of their job, even
though I know they were thinking of strip clubs. Look
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Me. (The 60's
were a crazy time...)
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