This Russian sailing ship paid a visit to San Francisco this past week. More here. They offered tours of the vessel while it was docked at pier 27, so I wandered around on board a bit. The boat looked like it could have stepped out of time machine, simple construction, very sleek, but very old fashioned. One of the sailors was selling off some of his medals for $2. They were the old style with the hammer and sickle. I bought one and attached it to the zipper on my jacket, only to be corrected a few minutes later, by another Russian, because I had it upside down. He said it meant “El Diablo” upside down. I guess he thought I spoke Spanish. The vessel pulled out of port at 6pm on Tuesday, and we went back to Chrissy Fields to watch the magnificent boat leave under the Golden Gate. Unfortunately, by the time it left, the whole bridge was occluded by fog. I’m assuming they left. I couldn’t see them.
In other news (that’s not really news), the raccoon figured out how to release the bungee cord that was securing the lid to the garbage can. It looks like he just undid it, much like I would have, and helped himself. He liked the radish peelings, and fiddled around with a lot of the tea bags. He piled the dog poop bags next to the fence like he did before. He unzipped a Ziploc bag and ate something in there. I obviously underestimated his dexterity. I don’t know quite what to do with him now. I tightened up the bungee cord but I feel like a bit of an idiot because he will probably just untighten it, and help himself.