We are going to San Francisco tomorrow, for a week. Visiting friends this weekend, then the girls and I will be hanging out playing tourist while Kim attends a conference. The following weekend we will be up in Bodega Bay, north of Marin, at a surf kayak gathering.

This morning, on the long drive to school, I started singing "If you’re going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair". Then I played the song for Hazel and was explaining, as best I could, about hippies and who they were and the music and how SF was sort of a center for them. Etc etc.

Hazel – "are hippies all dead? Because that was a long time ago right"

Me – " well not that long. A lot of hippies are still alive, even though they might not be hippies anymore. "

I mentioned that mom/grandma & dad/grandpa might have been described as hippies at some point.

Hazel -" did you have to join to be a hippy? Did it cost money?"

Me – " no, and it’s just kind of a loose description of a kind of person. It’s not exact."

Hazel – " do some people still look like Hippies?"

Me – " yeah, I think so"

H – " I’d like to meet one".

I guess we’ll be going to haight/Ashbury this trip .