to the Bay Area
November 11, 2007




It is time again to board a plane to San Francisco.




leaving the Swedish countryside, brushed by the low evening light




The Öresund bridge has become the artery of a new booming region, bridging the gap between Denmark and Sweden.




Before I know it, I wake up in a hotel in Fremont....with no less than 14 jet plane streaks across the sky.




Volunteer workers clean the shores from a bad oil spill.









Jane and Sandrine join me up the Berkeley Hills.









Henrik joins for a cup of chili choclate




Christof and Imola hosts an evening dinner




Robin's son's homemade hovercraft - works!




And - Robin and Wendy are getting married in May!




I'm thrilled to catch my old choir, in concert!









Thanksgiving morning. I know the footpath up Mission Peak by heart.




The grazing cattle seems to know many paths.




dry, dry, dry

But boy, we need to cut back on that driving.

The sign says 2517 feet...and my GPS agrees.