I rode a sloth (with Dad's help) at the La Brea Tar Pits. (OK, this was April.)
Robin had her hair and makeup done by a fancy salon who used her as a model.
We had a nice picnic at the headlands after visiting the de Young.
I've created a shrine to Art Nouveau over my bed in my new room.
I visited the UW arboretum on my last free day before starting work since it was a gorgeous, hot day.
A huge patch of the arboretum was devoted to different varieties of azaleas, separated into the historical periods of hybridization. This red flower was from the 60s-70s.
I saw these turtles as I followed an indistinct path along the waterfront.
Saturday, I rode the other direction to a beach with a grand view of these sailors in front of the Olympics. The hill back up was a challenge.