This fine gorgeous day, the family and I decided to explore the island of Alameda.
Yes, we have an island in the Bay Area.
And uh huh, they really do consider themselves islanders.
Technically they are, being surrounded by water and all, but I always thought this was strange, to consider themselves islanders, since they are a hop, skip and a job on over to Oakland and Berkeley - no ferry required!
It's like, what if Manhattanites started considering themselves islanders?
But back to the point. (Is there ever a point to my nonsensical ramblings? I always thought I just needed words, blah blah blah, to accompany the pictures or else it would be too boring.)
Being born and raised in the Philippines, I consider myself a true islander at heart (I even lived in Hawai'i for a year at one point!), and I was pleasantly surprised to find once we did start making our way around, Alameda most definitely did have that island feel to it. People were laid back and sweet, there was sense of community, and even all the beautiful ladies working at the downtown stores looked like they were from the islands. Aw yeah! Can't beat that lil homies!
And so we happily took full advantage of this paradise island today.
The Map, yo.
Now let's play, What in the world is Marie doing?!
c) Airing Out the Pits
d) Catching a Fly for Lunch
Necklace, from my mother
Belt, vintage from my grandmother