Arrival

The first Day. Someone asked me, “When did you arrive?” I stopped to think because even though I have only been here for 24 hours, it feels like much longer. So much can transpire in such a short time: from the airport to the Ferry Building via Bart, a bowl of chicken soup from The Slanted Door take out, watching for the ferry to arrive from Sausalito, meeting with my son for an hour before he has to return, watching my daughter arrive by bike, riding the ferry at sunset from San Francisco to Oakland, walking to dinner at our favorite Mexican