We woke up to perfect weather for San Francisco and set out towards Wine Country to the north to visit a friend of my wife's since childhood. (All mine that far back are now dead including anyone pretty much I have ever known in my life in the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s except one man and one woman and my cousin 5 years older than me now. So, I envy her still having childhood friends still alive.
So, we drove north over the Golden Gate Bridge which my wife's friend from Milan, Italy had never seen before. She told us she had visited the East Coast of the U.S. but never the west coast before. We were going to visit the Muir woods but realized it was too late and north bound traffic on 101 was going to begin soon during the rush home on this route from those working in and around San Francisco and the whole Bay area who live north of the bridge.
So, we reached our destination and found it was about 80 degrees there so 10 degrees warmer than San Francisco out here. It sometimes gets into the 100s Fahrenheit in wine country north of the Golden Gate Bridge.
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