I only learned last week, on this trip, how to pronounce Marin, as in the accent on the second syllable. I hadn't heard it pronounced before. When I think of Marin County I think of Phillip K. Dick novels for some reason. I guess that's where I first heard the name. My older brother was a Dick fan long before it was fashionable - and he passed the books on to me. I recall enjoying Dr. Bloodmoney the best.
I had prepared for 'coolish' San Francisco weather, but we got only nice weather, especially by Canadian standards.
V. drove 11 and a half hours to get to SF, as we crossed the coastal mountains at around Santa Cruz to see the area!
She's used to driving, she used to be a news producer. After the 1989 earthquake she hopped in the car and drove from LA to San Francisco to cover the story. The news crew camped in a parking lot and ate Red Cross food until the power came back on. When it did my cousin asked someone to get her a sandwich from a local restaurant. She then got food poisoning.
And yet she still loves San Francisco.
It's mid February and the forecast for the rest of the month in Montreal is for higher than normal temperatures, even rain. We have little snow, you can see the bottom of the trees in my backyard.
Perhaps, this month of March won't be torture and it is in years the snow is deep and the air cool. March is the cruelest month! Watching snow melt in the early spring is much like watching water boil over a stove for days on end.
The white stuff stays and stays and stays and then, all of a sudden, it reaches a kind of inverse critical mass (ah, tipping point) and melts, quickly. Sometimes only by mid April, tho.
Much like the Polar Ice Caps, I fear, are doomed to disappear. Not with a whimper but a bang. (I read two discouraging reports upon my return: A BBC report claiming Canadian Scientists working for the Federal Government are muzzled and another report claiming that school science course are, in the future, to be chock-full of anti-climate change propaganda. (They sort of go together.)
But this year I've had my dose of sunny weather, so darn the doom. Below are two micro-mini clips of the trip and the trolley car.
