I remember vividly the day that we drove through the Golden Gate Bridge
from San Francisco to Sausalito - a thick blanket of fog amazingly lingered around till noon as if it was trying to protect the city from the autumn chill. The scene was absolutely breathtaking! No one could ever resist the temptation of grasping this fleeting beauty by all means so that someday, somehow, one could savor this scintillating pleasure again.
