The Magic Japanese Tea of San Francisco

May 15th, 2009

Day Two San Francisco dawned bright, warm and sunny. We had spent our first day walking from one end of the city to the other and then we hit the beach where were greeted by an aggressively friendly nudist.
How could San Francisco possibly get better than that?
So we opted to head to Berkeley on our second day. After strolling around the beautiful campus for a while we moved on to Oakland for a friendly ball game between the Oakland Athletics and our own Kansas City Royals.

Oh Oakland…
Oh dear Oakland…
Oh my Oakland!!!


For in Oakland, my children were to receive an education in the art of cursing out a ball player unlike anything they had ever heard before. Which is not to say that my children have never heard cursing before because well yeah – okay – um maybe from a few movies and uh also maybe uh… maybe just a little… from their mom. But only tiny little bits and only when it was completly necessary – like when a snake crawled out of the brick pile or when I have to deal with traffic or maybe… um maybe… just when I am kind of TIRED AND SICK AND ACHY AND SHAKY AND AT MY WITS END AND SO DONE WITH EVERYTHING THAT I CAN ONLY COPE BY SAYING REALLY ROTTEN WORDS but that doesn’t happen very often.

Well – it doesn’t happen every day…
Most of the time it doesn’t…
And when I do curse it is usually under my breath…
Usually…
Most of the time…
So Oakland was kind of a new experience for our whole family.

The young men sitting behind us were our professors.
Trust me, they were not even trying to curse under their breaths.
And strangely – the more they drank, the more they cursed.
Eventually, they got so riled up, that security knocked them out of the park.
But our family had found a different place to sit by then and guess what? We managed to sit down right in front of a new group of young male professors who continued with our colorful language lessons.
I was so glad we didn’t fall behind
I have never been so glad to see the Kansas City Royals win a baseball game in my life.
You go Royals!
Woo Hoo!
Love Them Royals!
We drove back to San Fran….cisco – and in the last few hours of daylight, we explored Golden Gate Park.


Which would become my favorite part of the city.

I guess maybe it reminded me a little of home. But with better pastry…


I especially loved the Japanese Tea Garden where I received this fortune.

And immediately started making big plans…

To….

To…

Wait…

I don’t have a business!

But if I did, you better believe I would be expanding it.


One by one, my family disappeared into the small Japanese garden and I was left alone with my tea and a pigeon and this moment here…

This little tiny respite…
This little vacation inside a vacation…
This was my favorite place in San Francisco.

Oh! – And the Japanese Garden itself is a masterpiece.
Plus…

They have amazingly therapeutic tea there!
It somehow gives you new strength.
It is almost like magic tea.
For after I drank it, I was able to smile at my kids again.
I need to get me some more of that tea.