Watching the sunlight glinting on the sea in the small sheltered cove on Angel Island; walking up and around to the high craggy point with the view of San Francisco; all the while breathing in the fragrance of eucalyptus and of pine. A deeply Mediterranean feel, recalling Portofino, Spetses. The in-the-moment happiness of wind on the ferry snatching your hat off all in play.
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