By the Bay
Apr. 26th, 2006 12:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skyringThanks, Jim, Zelda and Bill (in alphabetical order) for a wonderful meal. My spirits were high and my heart was light and I was singing to myself as I skipped all the way home to Fort Mason. At least until I realised that I'd left my camera back at the restaurant and had to skip all the way back.
But I found it in the shadows under our table where they were still clearing away the rubble from our feast and the waiter was muttering phrases under his breath. "Jolly good tucker" and "stone the cows".
"Crows, mate!" I corrected him, "Crikey yer dozey galah clear the wax outter yer flamin' ears."
He smiled fondly at me and I think I heard him whisper something to himself. It might have been "bloody drongo", but my ears aren't what they used to be.
But my heart is still beating hard, for I have seen the fair Zelda, the Klein manoeuvre, the Nyden moustache and at last I understand why they call San Francisco the city by the bay. It's the bay windows they are talking about.
Jolly good tucker, and I'll put it down as another of the fantastic meals I've had in my life.
Mind you, one of the very best meals I've ever had was nothing more than fish and chips, shared with a seagull or two, but that was in a seafood shack at Fishermans Wharf, and I gazed lustfully out at the stunning view.
San Francisco is a city very close to my heart. I think I love dour old Dunedin in New Zealand just a fraction more, but not by much.
I walked back home again through the warm San Francisco night, and this time I took the scenic route beside the humming cable tracks with the occasional car full of tourists hanging on by their smiles. I looked to my right, and here was Lombard Street, zigzagging its way down through the photographers, and an amazing panorama of lights beyond, Coit Tower topping Telegraph Hill and the lights of the Bay Bridge beyond.
Pure magic.
But I found it in the shadows under our table where they were still clearing away the rubble from our feast and the waiter was muttering phrases under his breath. "Jolly good tucker" and "stone the cows".
"Crows, mate!" I corrected him, "Crikey yer dozey galah clear the wax outter yer flamin' ears."
He smiled fondly at me and I think I heard him whisper something to himself. It might have been "bloody drongo", but my ears aren't what they used to be.
But my heart is still beating hard, for I have seen the fair Zelda, the Klein manoeuvre, the Nyden moustache and at last I understand why they call San Francisco the city by the bay. It's the bay windows they are talking about.
Jolly good tucker, and I'll put it down as another of the fantastic meals I've had in my life.
Mind you, one of the very best meals I've ever had was nothing more than fish and chips, shared with a seagull or two, but that was in a seafood shack at Fishermans Wharf, and I gazed lustfully out at the stunning view.
San Francisco is a city very close to my heart. I think I love dour old Dunedin in New Zealand just a fraction more, but not by much.
I walked back home again through the warm San Francisco night, and this time I took the scenic route beside the humming cable tracks with the occasional car full of tourists hanging on by their smiles. I looked to my right, and here was Lombard Street, zigzagging its way down through the photographers, and an amazing panorama of lights beyond, Coit Tower topping Telegraph Hill and the lights of the Bay Bridge beyond.
Pure magic.
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Date: 2006-04-25 06:06 pm (UTC)OK, I've heard you using "jolly good tucker" meself. But when, for all love, would you "stone the crows"?
As for the rest: Crikey, I need to find a copy of this, *lol*
I keep thinking that I should have disguised as a book, or a packet of TimTams and travelled along :-). Well, maybe not as TimTams.
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Date: 2006-04-25 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-26 10:14 am (UTC)I hope that you manage to make the flight home alright.