Esther, Bea, and Dad took advantage of a beautiful Sunday afternoon to take trip to the city on BART, aka "Daddy Work Train". The girls walked several miles of the city and saw the old Mission church, a few thousand city creatures sunning themselves in Dolores Park, and countless dogs for petting.
Along the way we passed a door opening to a room painted all white. The friendly artists were lounging on the ground in the front corner and invited the ladies in to view the installation.
As they pondered the scene Bea and Esther had a few questions. "Why that red string on the wall?" "Where they keep the bed?" That second one drew quite a response from the artists. The ladies were on to something. As the conversation between Esther, Bea, and the artists had gone beyond my understanding, I cannot offer additional insight.
Still contemplating the art. The ladies took a break on a stoop to watch the passing scene.
We continued our journey and stopped for a drink at
Four Barrel Coffee. The girls collapsed in exhaustion upon arrival.
Esther tried some of the espresso. Her review of the beverage is captured by the look on her face.
The girls were given a tour of the roasting facilities and received these raw, unroasted coffee beans as souvenirs.