The main impetus for the trip was that Laura Jean's little brother, Eric, is getting himself hitched this summer to a lovely young woman named Holly. They attend college in New Mexico and were travelling by train to Nevada City, CA, where her family lives, and so they stopped over in Fresno at my parents' house for a few days. Since Laura Jean had yet to meet Holly, we took it as an opportunity to kill several birds with one stone.
The happy couple and Laura Jean. We wanted to hike down by the San Joaquin River, and even though it was rainy and gross, we were brave and did it any way.
There were some really good rocks for skipping.
Hanging out with Eric and Holly was great, but they had to be on their way to meet her Mom for the first time (da da da!), so we set out to enjoy California for ourselves. We took one day to meet up with friends and go hiking on the coast in Santa Cruz. I had forgotten how much I miss the Pacific Ocean, having moved to the heartland for the past six years. Dad, Jessica, Laura Jean and Sandhya in front of a natural bridge.
More beautiful coastline...
Jess on the beach.
A raucous (and quite green) St. Patrick's Day party with the Knapps.
We spent Saturday visiting more friends in Berkeley. The rain had finally rained itself away, and we were treated to one of those days that makes the Bay Area the most wonderful place in the universe. It was warm and sunny -- everything was positively luminous. This is the view from our friends' apartment in the Berkeley hills. Amazingly, you can see the Golden Gate and downtown San Francisco from their porch.
Kate, Laura Jean, Alex and Becca enjoying a brunchly idyll.
We spent far too little time hanging out with Jessica and Cathy, but we'll take what we can get.