After packing up extra clothes and driving for an hour through heavy rain pitter-patters, my momma and I finally arrived in San Francisco to watch the America’s Cup. Team Oracle USA and Emirates New Zealand duked it out yesterday on the SF Bay shores with their colossal sailing yachts. My momma and I were excited to see the ferocious race ourselves but, by the time we got there, the downpour forced the remaining race to be pushed back into the next day.
Even though we didn’t catch any of the action, the City, as always illuminated nonetheless. The clouds began clearing up and with or without the races, America’s Cup still had an upbeat environment.
Everyone roamed around between the pop-up restaurants and food trucks
Doesn’t their food court look like San Pedro Square?
Local sailors brought out their boats
And kids pretended to sail across their own open waters
As if the first half of our day wasn’t eventful enough, my momma and I also attended our first same-sex wedding which immediately ranked in my top 3. John and Mario have been together for seventeen years and with recent law changes, their love is finally fully recognized. They both thanked everyone for supporting their relationship all the way through and they thanked each other even more. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what love is!
Thank you America’s Cup for fun and America’s [growing] acceptance of all love as love.