Ramblings of the Wingnut

So another weekend, another exciting time. What did the Wingnut get up to, I hear you say in anticipation?

Well… Strap in your seatbelt, here we go –

My weekend started early (Thursday) , but don’t tell my boss, I told them I was working “remotely” like from afar. Not like by control. That sounded funnier in my head. I headed up to near Lake Tahoe with a mate of mine again and went to a very kool lodge. Only 12 family members (not like 12 people, like 12 families). Great place – huge land and lots to….um…walk…and we walked…well the next day we did (Friday). And got burned. Fun. Stupid ball of orange stuff in the sky. We did a 3 mile hike or so and went to a couple of diving pools.

Now for those of you that don’t know. I have a fear of heights. Like Danny Di Vito. Same kinda fear. And we were diving off rocks that got progressively higher. First maybe 3 metres, then right up to 15. Ugh. Stupid brain; trying to convince me that height is bad. Anyways, I am proud to say I jumped from the 15 metres….twice…and only wept….once…manly, I know.

Saturday was chilled. Just drove to Tahoe. Another kool place. Big property with a train. Yes. I train. One you can sit in, well barely. It was awesome… I suddenly understand why some people like trains. But I don’t like them that much – I prefer fire. Cant wait till I have employees….muhaha…And a ride on the lake, and swimming in the lake. A cold lake. Colder than Tahoe (oh, did I mention Lake Tahoe was cold? It is. Cold like Patricia De Lille. Or rather (for Americans) Hillary Clinton), yes. Cold. Did I day it was cold?

Sunday. We had it in our head to see if we could apparently kill ourselves. 7 mile (that’s about 13 km’s) hike UPHILL on a MOUNTAIN. In 2hours 45. Don’t judge me. It wasn’t that easy. And it was worse with the damn mosquito’s playing tag with my head. At least the part when my mate tried to kill me made me forget about the mosquito’s – when we scaled down a 90 degree side of the mountain. OK, not 90 – 83 degrees , or at least that’s what my brain told me (remember: heights are bad in my hamster driven brain). I think he thought it was funny. Me weeping and sliding on my ass like a dog with an itchy crack. But I made it. Alive and emotionally scarred, the best combination. Then a 6 hour drive back to Palo Alto.

Monday (I was “working” remotely” J ) but in San Francisco. I met up with Zorba the greek. No, his name isn’t Zorba, but he is greek. Anyways, a buddy from SA flew to the US and was in San Francisco, so I met up with him and his wife – Mrs Zorba, rather Zorbarette. We walked. Again. Ugh. Stupid legs are not as young as they used to be – especially the knees. Anyways, we walked toward the Golden Gate, but good thing we never made it the whole way – we’d still be walking! Instead we found our way to a museum shaped in Roman architecture style. You know – pizza. No, no. Roman columns, Domes, that kinda stuff. Pretty kool.

After that we just kinda ambled round the city – China town, financial district, and the highest point in the city. Now if you have never been to San Francisco, walking the city entails climbing hills. Steep ones. Ugh. So again. Legs take a beating. Craig weeps. But it was worth it – seeing the city, particularly the Golden gate Bridge and Alcatraz. Feels like home…

For dinner, we moseyed over to Pier 39 for Italian food then on the way home found an awesome street artist. He was painting with Lacquer, not liquor. That’s not art, that’s a lifestyle some of you may say. Anyway, using spray cans. Very very talented, better then the crappy 2 squares on a wall depicting the artists pains or some rubbish like that. These guys are really talented. Using only spray paint, cardboard and offcuts they made unbelievable pictures of the San Fran skyline. Amazing.

By that stage I had missed the bus/train/bicycle ride home – yes, in that order. An so stayed over in SF. Sleeping on the floor is supposed to be good for you. Like Broccoli good. Anyway, straight from the city to work this morning and I have been here all day typing this so you know what I did this weekend – at 7:28pm, now that’s dedication.

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