Is maith a fheiceáil Naomh Proinsias; chonaic mé aríst an Oifig na
Phoist Rincon leis múrmhaisiú stairiúl agus an Músaem Iarnróid beag in
aice leis an Foirngneamh Farantóireacht don chead uair ó 2007. Ghlac mé siúlóid breá ann sios Sráideannaí Margaidh agus Misean le linn mó sos lóin ag an chomhdháil.
Fhág Léna agus mé Naomh Prionsias riamh, ach ní raibh muid ag dul go direach ó dheas tri Gleann na Sileachain marbhánta. D'aontaigh muid go dtí Naomh Crios ar bealach Chuan na Gealaí Leath an-álainn. Bhi turasóirí go leor ansin, mar sin go raibh muid ag piocadh puimcín riomh Samhain. (P.S. Oiche Shamhna shona daoibh)
Chuir cuairt muid stop chomh minic i tSwanton. Fás na sútha talún orgánachaí is fearr ann. Bíonn an-feothan in aice na Aigéan Ciúin farraige; thiomáint suas agus ag níos mó na Bonny Doon go dtí Felton seo chugainn.
Fhan muid leis ár chairde Bob agus Crios in aice leis Naomh Crios mar is gnách. Labhairt mé leis Bob faoi Auden agus Yeats ar feadh tamaill. Breathnaigh muid an chlár deireadh den "Briseadh Dona" ar cheile agus ith sméar píog.
Chaith muid ag imeacht abhaile ar moch ar maidin sin, ar leath naoi
anuas aríst. Tairiscint againn slán chun ar slógh. Chuaigh tri Naomh
Crios go Prunedale, Salinas, Paso Robles, Santa Barbara, agus Oxnard.
Fhilleadh muid ar ais "Bialann ar fad."
D'ól mé leanna leis seagail ó Ventura in aice láimhe. Ith mé pizza bán. Ansin, d'imigh muid go dtí ár bhaile, ag fáilte a chur roimh ag beagnach sé ar an chlog ár madraí agus cait.
Driving back to Los Angeles again.
I like to see San Francisco; I saw again the Rincon Post Office with historical murals and the little
Railway Museum near the Ferry Building for the first time since 2007. I
took a fine walk down Market and Mission Streets during my lunch break
at the conference.
After, Layne and I left San Francisco, but we did not want to go straight south through dull Silicon Valley. We agreed to go to Santa Cruz by way of lovelier Half Moon Bay. There were many tourists there, because they were picking pumpkins before Halloween. (P.S. Happy Halloween to you all.)
We paid a stop as often at Swanton. The best organic strawberries grow there. It is usually very breezy near the beautiful Pacific ocean; we drove up and over Bonny Doon to Felton next.
We stayed with our friends Bob and Chris near Santa Cruz as usual. I spoke with Bob a while about Auden and Yeats. We watched the finale of "Breaking Bad" together and we ate berry pie.
We had to leave early the next morning, half past nine again. We bid farewell to our hosts. We went through Santa Cruz to Prunedale, Salinas, Santa Barbara, and Oxnard. We returned to Whole Foods.
I drank a rye ale from Ventura nearby there. I ate white pizza. Then, we left to go home, to welcome at nearly six o'clock our dogs and cats. (Feirm/ Swanton Berry Farm: Photo/Grianghraf)
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