Personal Narrative: A Trip To The Alemany Farmer's Market
San Francisco; the most European of American cities, world renown for scenic beauty, the famous coastal fog and landmarks that include the Golden Gate Bridge, “cable cars that climb halfway to the sky,” Fisherman’s Wharf, Alcatraz, Chinatown, Union Square and Mission Dolores, although at the moment, to us the city only represented a spot on earth where we would meet Noke; a family member, a friendly face who recognized us and would welcome us with open arms to this great, big new country. It was Tuesday just before noon when we arrived, desperately weary from our travels and immensely looking forward to no longer having to move from place to place. When all the other train passengers waiting outside had left, unable to communicate with her
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From Highway 101, we took the Silver Street exit, as Noke explained that we were going to a farmer’s market. Knowing how much Oma and Evie would enjoy their first experience visiting a market in California, he was eager to show us the Alemany Farmer’s Market; the oldest one in the Bay Area. Even though Evie and Oma were indeed tired, they found their second wind; a burst of energy, as they listened to Noke tell them about the copious quantities of fresh local produce always available …show more content…
We past the city of Brisbane, which Noke said was known as “the City of Stars” for the residents and business owners who display large, illuminated stars, some exceeding 10 feet in diameter, on the rooftops of their homes during the Christmas Season. I imagined the magical sight of all those lighted stars on top of the homes throughout Brisbane. Soon, we noticed an enormous sign of white letters on a hillside proclaiming that we were driving past “South San Francisco, the Industrial City,” everything was a grand size compared to the intimate size of everything in Holland. Fondly, Noke pointed out the main points of interest along the way, while Ellen and I pointed out magnificent homes to each other and wondered if that was the home we were going to live
From Highway 101, we took the Silver Street exit, as Noke explained that we were going to a farmer’s market. Knowing how much Oma and Evie would enjoy their first experience visiting a market in California, he was eager to show us the Alemany Farmer’s Market; the oldest one in the Bay Area. Even though Evie and Oma were indeed tired, they found their second wind; a burst of energy, as they listened to Noke tell them about the copious quantities of fresh local produce always available …show more content…
We past the city of Brisbane, which Noke said was known as “the City of Stars” for the residents and business owners who display large, illuminated stars, some exceeding 10 feet in diameter, on the rooftops of their homes during the Christmas Season. I imagined the magical sight of all those lighted stars on top of the homes throughout Brisbane. Soon, we noticed an enormous sign of white letters on a hillside proclaiming that we were driving past “South San Francisco, the Industrial City,” everything was a grand size compared to the intimate size of everything in Holland. Fondly, Noke pointed out the main points of interest along the way, while Ellen and I pointed out magnificent homes to each other and wondered if that was the home we were going to live