Labor Day Weekend is what most consider the end of summer. Luckily, we've always lived in cities where the end of summer isn't for a long while after that. I see quite a few more weekends at the beach, wearing shorts, and soaking up the rays in our future. But, for everyone else's sake, I guess we will just count this weekend as "the last of the summer". We've had a weekend of bike rides along Mission Bay, wave riding, a trip to our favorite place, and BBQ eating. Now, if only we could convince the last of the tourists to skedaddle out. I'm ready to have my city back.