I have been a real tourist over the weekend.
And guess what?
I loved it.
Biking the Golden Gate Bridge.
Sitting on the water side slurping from a coffee.
Driving the little beetle to the North Bay without the roof.
Flying in a tiny-winy plane called Maggie Tatcher to Columbia.
Looking for gold in the old mine village.
Looking at people dressed as if they live in 1850.
Enjoying the sun. And smiling.
The Americans passionate about their Golden days.
This is my absolute favorite picture of the weekend.
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