A Different Perspective
We sailed into San Francisco yesterday morning, passing the Marin headlands and then through the Golden Gate and under the bridge. It was a gray, overcast morning, and the tides and winds were mild and in our favor. Even so, it was exciting to pass through this rugged and much loved gateway.
Arriving from the sea provided a new perspective on places along the shores familiar to us from when we lived here thirty-five years ago. In fact, in thinking about it, we couldn’t figure out which element provided the greatest change in perception – the unlikely, low-angle, watery view that accompanies an approach by the sea, or the changes in the way we see things now that we are in our sixties as opposed to then, when we felt so very sophisticated at twenty five.
Leaving philosophy aside for the moment, we tied up the boat in Sausalito, went to the movies and ate sushi for dinner