Week Twenty-three

This week we left a dreary, rainy Philly for a not-dreary-at-all, somewhat rainy San Francisco (or I should clarify, bay area). Jason is finally done with his surgery rotation and now we're having a wonderful time with Derek and Anne -- the most gracious of hosts.

The 5+ hr flight wasn't as bad as I'd imagine. Especially, since I was frogging my kimono sweater along to that very well known Weezer tune.
So far, we've explored the vastness of wine country and found ourselves giddy with the aftereffects of going from wine tasting to wine tasting. Yesterday we toured one of the happiest places on earth: The Jelly Belly factory. As expected, Jason was the grumpiest/saddest person there (sorry I have no pictured of this but cameras were kept to a minimum due to the secret to jelly bean goodness). We did walk away with a 4 pound bag of "belly flops" that at a distance look like tumors or molars, depending on the color. So far it's been great.

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