It is chilly and windy in San Francisco. Even when the sun peeks out, the coldness penetrates into your skin. When I mentioned this to J.J., his simple suggestion is put some meat on your body. Young, active people are not deterred by this weather. Women wear sports bra and men put on t-shirts over their running shorts and navigate through crowded boardwalks. Kindergartners were on their school excursions. Happy and carefree dressed in light spring clothing with a wind breaker, none of them looked cold.
On both shore days, the two of us spent a couple hours going offshore and we walked to the Fishermen’s Wharf. Alioto’s Restaurant, famous for their Sicilian seafood where J.J. and I enjoyed a very memorable dinner the first time we came to San Francisco, is now permanently closed. We learned that Alioto’s restaurant ended its 66- year lease with the Port of San Francisco. It was one of several tenants who became a victim to the pandemic.
San Francisco is where my parents met and got married. On board we keep on hearing “I left my heart in San Francisco,’ being played. The city will always be one of my favorite cities.