Has there ever been a point in time where you get to go to a place that you’ve only heard about? I heard about César Chávez Park in Berkeley, California a million times before we actually made a visit and I’m so glad that we did. Every year I’d hear about the awesome kite festival that is held there and always think about how fun it would be to go. We didn’t go to the official festival but the wind was perfect for flying kites. There was a sort of relaxing magic that hung in the air as we watched kites, both big and small (and very, very large), dance or hover in the air with what seemed was no effort at all. On one side of the park is the city of Berkeley, California, and on the other is the San Francisco Bay. There is a beautiful view of the San Francisco skyline, from the bay bridge to the Golden Gate and beyond. I’d love to watch the sunset from here.