Directions

Actual directions in Mission Bay, SF. 

Turn onto 7th Street. Turn left on 16th Street. 0.5 miles later (and several intervening streets – Turn right on 4th Street.

Who laid out these streets anyway? Alex misses the Chicago street grid where things were sensible and you could tell just by the address how to get there. Minneapolis, where I lived for several years had a grid with sensible street names. So clear in fact that you could look at the names, know your alphabet and understand your direction of travel. Heck, even Washington DC with the otherwise mess that it is? There is a grid with a few diagonal streets cutting through.

So why does 16th Street cut across both 7th Street and 4th Street? Now the main portion of SF has a reasonable gird mostly filled with names, rather than numbers. The numbered avenues run north-south and increase as you travel west to the Pacific Coast. 

In any case, Alex and I arrived at his appointment early. He was seen early and we were back on the road by 1400 just in time to face the ugly traffic on both the Bay Bridge and I-80 East (which travels north, BTW). He is home, safe & sound with everything being fine on his check up.

I headed home, more than glad to be off the road and back to stitching.

Mako scored big on her evening walk – another one’s trash is her treasure.

she just looks so pleased. 

Meanwhile – I finished the werewolf – Supernatural SAL by the WitchyStitcher

and made progress on The Bear – Cottage Garden Samplings 

unlike the previous patterns – he is all curves rather than geometric diamonds.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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