Pleasantville

This weekend we made our way up to Sausalito for kayaking with my cousins and father. The tide felt deadly...ish...OK, I'm over-exaggerating a bit but there was a big pull and with two newer kayakers it was definitely exciting.

Last weekend Matt, dad, and I enjoyed paddling in our usual puddle and we made our way to the tip of Tiburon. Paddling up along the houses and lawns I felt like we rowed into Pleasantville - the houses all rivaled my San Francisco apartment complex in size and the people looked like cutouts with the perfect puppy, on their freshly cut and groomed lawn, and matching sweatsuits that would put Juicy Couture's designer to shame.