Last weekend my lady and I headed to Mill Valley. I've been here 3 years, driven up and down, back and forth and past it all but I have never actually visited mill valley. It's about 15 miles north of the city, tucked in away from the freeway, past the turn offs for all the beach towns, and guarded behind the local high school. Its a small town that would probably be considered boring, a little too quaint if it weren't for the closeness to the city, the landscape of the town, and constantly active population.
Its tucked away in the woods. Well more like tucked away surrounded by hills filled with woods. There are hikes, and parks, and the houses sink into the hillsides. There are some definite dream homes back there, that besides getting little sunlight seem perfect. The town "square" or downtown I admit is tiny, but it didn't seem to stop people on a Saturday from spending all day there.
After our hike to the German Tourist Club, finally actually getting a chance to go, we came upon this French man and his son who happen to build the coolest fort against a tree. We got to chatting and the man was nice enough to drive us back down to the town to our car. He had lived in more than 30 countries in his life, God knows how many languages he spoke, and he had the cutest kid of all time. Perfect.