The picture symoblises his city, the one that is filled with fun and colour, and mac’n’cheese. Their mom’s plan for an early start for San Francisco, so as to be back home in time for their afternoon nap was upset by Siddarth who took his time over the morning oats meal, and potty; brother Nikhil took a nap, forcing their parents to drop their plan for a 9.30 start. It was 11 a m when we got moving, eventually.
Contrary to expectations, traffic was thin for a three-day weekend, when bumper-to-bumper traffic is considered the norm, particularly, over the Bay Bridge. Perhaps, this was because it was July 4,start of a long weekend.And unlike us, most people chose to stay home and take it easy. Besides, they had two more days for planning any day-trip to San Francisco.
A pre-lunch merry-go-round at Yoruba Buena Garden,At Westfield Siddarth ordered his favourtie – macaroni ’n’ cheese.
Young Nikhil was on his own trip.
Between his rounds of running in the Union Sq. Siddarth dropped in for ice-cream break.
On the streets we passed by a vintage car put up for sale. Siddarth had no problem identifying it as a Ford Thunderbird, of which he has a model in his play-room in San Ramon.
The day-trip to SF was not complete for Siddarth without a ride in a city taxi. So we took a cab from Union Sq. to the parking lot, a couple of blocks away. And Siddarth spent the few minutes’ ride, gazing out of the window, in awe and amazement of a country bumpkin on his first trip to the city, says his daddy.
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