No wi fi means no pix, but this blog ain't over yet. We have been bumming from one end of California to the other, from '49er mining towns to the glorious warm elegance of the Coronado Hotel in San Diego. Pictures to come!
El Comanchero heads East, finds more mountains.
Clementine heads for the coast
the Blogster finds old friends and wine tastings, forgets to take notes. She'll make them up later.
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If you get a chance, take BART to the Macarthur stop in Oakland (only do this during the daytime). Walk four blocks south towards Broadway. Turn left on Broadway and walk one block to Geo Kaye's bar, probably the smallest bar in the Bay area. We used to live in the apartment two floors above it, under the billboard. Stop in the African store next door and buy a voodoo candle.
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