This evening, Manon and I went back to Mount Hamilton (remember, this is one of the first places we "discovered" upon arriving in San Jose). We finally decided to have dinner there, as the weather is getting warmer, and the potential of a beautiful sunset was too high to miss. The food they serve is pretty homey fare: Manon had the veal scaloppini with capers, and I had a chicken breast smothered with garlic, olives, diced tomatoes and paprika served on a consomme of white wine. Very nice !
Our server (they use the term server here, not waitress or waiter... I'll have to put this on the Odd things about the USA list...) was a lovely ol' lady, and something strange happened: when I ordered a dark heineken beer, she said with a slight French accent "it tastes like carrraaamel" ! It turns out she was French from near St Tropez, and her name was Rosette, and she had been living here for 50 years (she must have been in her late 60's). She was very sweet, and pretended it was Manon's birthday, and gave us some of her homemade Raspberry Cheesecake (Kevin... I ate this for you man, that's how much of a friend I am :-) ).
We had a gorgeous view while we ate dinner, and left, satiated and happy. On the way back though (and this is a long winding road down to San Jose on route 130), a deer suddenly jumped out of nowhere ! Max pumped her breaks, and we slowed down, but still bumped into the deer! Thank God, she had managed to seriously slow down (probably 15 miles / hr), and even though we hit the deer, we weren't going fast enough to hurt it. It stared at us reproachfully for a few seconds, and jumped back into the moutain. Needless to say, Max and I were pretty freaked out, we got out of the car to make sure the deer was indeed ok. Meanwhile, the Park Rangers were right behind us the whole time ! Max went to speak to the rangers while I checked the car, which thank god, didn't have anything. It's not so much the car that I was worried about, but more the fact that if there was no blood or dents, then the deer would be fine. The Rangers confirmed this as well, and we went on our way, scared, but relieved.
We were so wired up by the time we got home that we decided to get into our cossies and head out to our residential spa and sit in the hot tub and swim a few laps in the heated pool... that calmed us down!
Tomorrow, we go to Big Basin Redwoods State Park near Santa Cruz. Looking forward to it! Then it's Shoreline golf course in Mountainview on Sunday morning, and possibly celebrating Queen's Day (Konningen Dag) in true "Oranje" style at Menlo Park, near Palo Alto. In the midst of all that, I'll need to work on my product planning slides (I leave for Israel next Friday), and other work stuff. Busy weekend in perspective !