Bay Area Riviera

Despite the obvious differences, certain things about San Francisco keep reminding us of the French Riviera. On a day trip to Berkeley yesterday on the BART (Bay Area Regional Transport) we were struck by the horizon of low, parched hills, the cyprus & pine trees, the tiled rooftops, the flowering bushes along the train tracks and the dusty exposed passenger platforms under the harsh, intense light that Matisse loved so much about Nice.

Here's one of Bill's pictures taken while walking down the bayside of Telegraph Hill yesterday, the lush vegetation, the palm trees, the flowers everywhere, the wild parrots overhead, again reminded us of Nice, nestled up to it's hills. And they are both framed by the deep blue of the water and everywhere you go you meet the same relaxed, friendly, confident, Southern people.