À la recherche du temps perdu...along those lines: how does one manage to arrive in San Francisco? We apparently can't make it stick. So we're now in Camp Meeker, 1:30 hours north of SF, in serious Redwood country.
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| The view from the terrace |
We already had dinner at the
Bistrot des Garçon in nearby
Occidental.
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