On a homegoing trip back to SF (where I'd lived for many years) Joel and I took up the top floor at the Renaissance Stanford (next door to the Mark Hopkins Hotel). Unfortunately, it was foggy (it WAS June, after all) and the view we were hoping for didn't happen.

But there's this of us, in the morning, just woken up from under down comforters and plush pillows, about to do the tourist things and head down to Aquatic Park.