At 10:00 this morning we headed for the Flea Market on Treasure Island. There were seven people and three dogs in the van...Lori and her dog, Tucker, Alex and her son, Ian, Dee and her dog, Zoey, Natalia and Mario and their dog, Maddie, and me. (JP and Rosy met us there).
None of us had ever been on the new Bay Bridge. We tried to think of a song to sing in honor of the occasion, but nothing came to mind.
We got off the bridge at Treasure Island, a former Coast Guard Base. The Flea Market is held the last weekend of the month, April through November. There were lots of vendors, and food, plus a live band. I saw them setting up, but didn’t venture back that way to hear them play.
From the Flea Market area we could see the bridge going on into San Francisco, and the City, and the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a beautiful area with a great view. We had a really good time.
Not long after we got back to Lori’s, Bill came to get me. We went home so I could get some things done around the “house.”
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