Wednesday, August 18, 2010

wifersize wednesday: gentle people of san fran


More pictures here.

Andrew and I went to California for vacation last week and fell in love.  With California and with each other.  There was a lot of love going on.  California seems to have that affect.

During the week we were attending a school at Bethel Church in Redding, but on Saturday we opted for a road trip to San Fransisco.  Prior to the trip we joked about being as touristy as possible: wearing flowers in our hair, riding the cable car, and dancing like children of the night.  Unfortunately, we forgot to pick flowers, I rode the cable car for 30 seconds while Andrew took pictures from the rental car, and we danced-like-children-of-the-night in the car as we drove past the Palace of Fine Arts Theater because we couldn't find the entrance.

Despite the items that we didn't check off of our list, we spent the afternoon doing pretty much everything else.  Golden Gate Bridge, shopping at Haight/Ashbury (double rainbow!), and lurching down Lombard Street were all part of the day's adventures.  Everyone was right: we needed our cardigans.

By my favourite part of the journey was the six hours (three hours each way) spent in the car listening to satellite radio (Tchaikovsky on the way there, comedy on the way back), driving through the Central Valley of California (the birthplace of valley girls), distinguishing almond trees from olive trees, and daydreaming together.

A friend of mine recently went on a canoeing expedition with her husband in Temagami for over a week.  She told me that they canoed for eight to nine hours every day with hardly anything said between them.

I've always loved the idea of shared silence between spouses.  So much of marriage is based on communication (...talk about the future, talk about your fears, talk about your feelings...) that it's a treat to say nothing and let all the thoughts and love hang in the air like wisps of smoke.

And that's what I'll remember of our trip to San Fransisco.

1 comment:

Andrew G said...

I did not want to wear flowers in my hairs.