three-nineteen

The weekend was incredibly relaxing, and I think it was a long time coming. Saturday started at a friends house to watch the first of the NCAA games. Kasey picked me up around two o'clock, and we did a nice long run / hike through the TVA, to the beach, and then up to a peak where you could see both the ocean, Marin, the city, and GG Bridge. Beautiful day, and I was glad that I skipped going to the Tourist Club in Muir Woods with everyone. That evening was spent over at Brock's apartment in Richmond after chowing down at the new Green Chile Kitchen on Fulton. Sunday, I woke up thinking I had to go to work, so realizing that all I had to do was watch Tarheel basketball was a relief. If only we had won the damn game!