Don't Be Haightin'

They were called Tom and Bertha and introduced themselves before we even sat. We were rolling through the last valley of Colorado and just entering Utah as the sun went down painting the rocks red. Lovely.
They were from Philadelphia and were really quite sweet. They had been to Denver for a high school reunion and rodeo. An unlikely mix for people pushing 70 from the wrong side. Replacement hips are not cheap.

They told us about all the wonderful things about Philadelphia and also told us what we should do in SF. This was becoming a habit with our dining companions. Would it continue?

Lisa