On the upside, it gets warmer as one drives south, and this was a good thing as our whole team was a bit frozen after a few days in the Eureka seaside cold. In a few hours we were shedding sweaters and were back to feeling summer again.
After crossing the Golden Gate through a thick bank of fog, we arrived at Chris' house in Noe Valley. I parked on the hilly end of Elizabeth Street, cranked on the emergency break, said a hail Mary and hoped to God that it would hold through the night.
For me, it could not be any more fitting to end this great adventure at the home of the guy I had my last great road trip adventure, twenty years ago, driving a thousand miles through South Africa, Botswana, Zimbabwe and Swaziland (in a blue VW Golf named 'Sisman').
Chris, along with his girls Addison and Taylor, was a great host. After putting the kids to bed we had a fine meal and three finer bottles of wine-a Burgundy and a South African Bouchard Finlayson Pinot and Diemeresvlei Pinotage. Not a bad liquor performance for a tired late arrival.
The company you keep is what really makes a bottle go down well and this good drinking company.
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