Well, I guess the rain had to catch up with me sooner or later-- and it did in San Francisco-- or at least some of the time. I met up with Bruce & Loree, and we walked around and ate in their Walnut Creek, as pretty a community as any normal person could afford to live in-- as opposed to, say, Carmel (more on that later).
Then their dogs Tosca & Cisco, who had joined us for the entire weekend, had a quick run on the waterfront and it was time to go to Chuckie's for my final night on the mainland. I said my goodbyes, and met Chuck in his cute little downtown apartment. We had some dim sum in Chinatown (which is right down the block from his flat), served by an almost unintelligible Asian waitress (I'm still not quite sure exactly what we ate). The next day the weather was beautiful and we went for a long walk down to the waterfront and all around the harbor, and then all too soon it was time to go.