Here in my favorite city on this side of The Pond to do some fact-checking for my book. Ate some great pasta in North Beach then for (pleasurable) penance walked back to my hotel up a half mile of steep streets and watched the sunset from on high in a classic penthouse bar. Visited Haight-Ashbury’s Jimi Hendrix head shop — and remembered seeing him live in concert in Detroit in the 60s. Crossed the Golden Gate and stopped in Sausalito’s No Name Bar to soak up some memories from my younger days there in the 70s, before walking among the redwoods in Muir Woods. Enjoyed a most wonderful vegetarian- Micheline-chef-prepared-dinner (the chef came to our table to pour a 40 year-old balsamic vinegar on our ice cream -lol) at Greens restaurant in San Francisco’s beautiful Marina district with Paris American Academy buddies Lauren and Linda. Perfect weather.