Words of Wizdom: World's. Best. Commute.

My cousins, John and Gloria Minando, came to visit this week.

I drove them up Conzelman Road in the Marin Headlands to get "THE" view of the Golden Gate. They loved it, of course. But lucky me -- I get this view every day. This is the road to my office, in Fort Cronkhite, on Rodeo Beach, at the far tip of the Headlands.

Am I "over it" yet? Nope. Sometimes I feel as though I might be over it, after two years. But nah -- not really. How can you look at this and NOT be awed?

I mean, I'm obviously not over it, because I've taken a million different versions of that same photo now. But that was the first one (right up there, above), and I'm still just as excited every time I pull out the camera. It's still just as awesome.

I still get the tingles when I drive over the bridge in the morning, even when I'm on my way into what's sure to be a crappy day at the office. I still wish I could whip out the trusty Canon Powershot and capture this...

(But then I remind myself I'm lucky I didn't get in an accident the first time.)

And I don't HAVE to take everyone who comes to visit me up Conzelman Road. I don't HAVE to spend my free time there -- I spend my work days there.

But I do, anyway.

I'm just not quite sure where the boundary is between work and pleasure, in this life, out here...

My mother, summer 2006...