Hometown Tourists in Sausalito

At the beginning of our California winter heat wave last Sunday, Tony and I jumped on a Sausalito ferry with this seagull...

...and pretended to be Euro tourists...

...like Javier above, a Spanish bar manager at The Golden Lion Pub in London's Soho.

Tony was even captured in a pose-in-front-of-the-Golden-Gate-Bridge shot.

Once in Sausalito, we took a long hike northwards along fancy marinas...

...and not-so-fancy houseboat communities...

...that are one of the few remainders of the town's arty, bohemian past...

...and home to many beautiful sea critters.

After a delicious outdoor breakfast at Fred's Coffee Shop, we took the return ferry where I posed for the obligatory framed by the Golden Gate Bridge shot.

The ferryboat slowed down and cruised closely by Alcatraz Island, possibly because it was a weekend ride filled with tourists rather than weekday commuters.

Alcatraz is one tourist attraction I will never visit, although plenty of friends are enthralled with the experience. Prisons, even historic and empty ones, palpably radiate with the misery of unhappy ghosts to me, so it's best to stay away.