Europeans may be in for culture shock when I walk on Spanish and French soil next month, but at least I'm all dressed for it, and I've loved all the pre-Camino walks in San Francisco.
Yesterday went went from Castro and Market up Noe to Alta Vista Park and on through the Presidio and to Golden Gate Bridge and then to Russian Hill and Chinatown before hitting the Embarcadero Station on Market for a ride back to our respective homes.
But before we took off, I posed with all my new paraphernalia: My new black backpack, my sun hat, the "bladder" of the camel pak coming from the backpack, my camel pak, REI shoes and socks--socks that may be responsible for the somewhat alarming rash I have on my calf above my ankle.
I never think "Get off my back!" about people pestering me, but I do think it about backpacks, so it was a big step to finally accept the necessity of buying and using one.
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