We left Novato, or rather the Days Inn located on a deserted stretch of highway outside of Novato, around 10 and headed toward Oakland for our return flight. With just a bit of time to spare, we stopped off at Oakland's surprisingly cool Jack London Square and strolled a farmer's market that wasn't selling a single organic thing. JUST KIDDING.
Jack London Square is the home of Heinold's First and Last Chance, a tiny shack of a bar so named because, for sailors, it was the first chance to get liquored up when coming ashore and the last chance to do so before setting sail. Jack London himself drank there, often before heading out on one of his adventures to the great white north. Since it wasn't yet 11:30am, it was closed.
The plane ride home was not quite as smooth as the ride out, but it certainly could have been worse. All in all, Erica and I are agreed that James performed spectacularly on this trip, and that he has promise as a world traveler, whenever such an opportunity may arise.
Actually, it semi will this December, when we jet with my folks and the Carlsons to sunny Puerto Rico! So, this blog will return then, but perhaps even a bit sooner with little snippets of things here and there.
--Grant
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