4th of July

This year is the first time in my adult life that I have not been in our Nation's Capital for the 4th of July. It was a little bit sad, I missed the patriotic atmosphere that permeates the city; however, I did not miss the scorching heat and humidity.

Jay had a race in Davis, CA on the 4th. Unlike most of the races we go to this was a huge community event. There were sponsor booths, and music playing across the course and loads of spectators. It was nice to be part of the hubub. That night we cooked burgers and corn on the cob at home and then walked 3 blocks to the Warf to watch the fireworks.

It was great to walk a very short distance there, but it was even better on the way home. We managed to beat most of the crowds and watched the throngs of people stream past our apartment for hours after the fireworks as people attempted to walk, bus or drive out of the Marina. The fireworks were beautiful; they set them off on bothsides of the Bay, so from where we sat we could simultaneously watch our fireworks and the ones happening on Pier 39. Pretty cool, check out the video to see what I mean.




On Monday we took a trip down highway 1. Highway 1 runs right along the coast; so we stopped at several beaches and scenic overlooks. We stopped at a little seafood shop along the coast. It was lovely to drive all the way to Santa Cruz and see more of our beautiful state. Check out flickr for more photos of the weekend.