Yerba Buena Gardens

On the way to the Steinhart Aquarium we stumbled upon the Yerba Buena Gardens Festival. We stopped for a picnic and listened to some music, went and looked at the playground but didn't play, listened to the sound of bowling but didn't bowl, rode the carousel twice. Walked into Zeum. As school has let out, the city's attractions are teeming with children wearing brightly colored and matching t-shirts, which is why we skipped the Aquarium and did more gazing than participating. Although Ruth (who made another developmental leap last night by discovering she could twirl in circles until she fell down) would have loved to have thrown herself in with the big kids, her parents are not yet brave enough. The music on the Esplanade was great, and the calendar lists a month of free puppet shows next month. We'll be there.