24 September 2013

I Left My Heart In...

We only had one full day in San Francisco, so we tried to fit in as much as we could with a baby in tow. Both Troy and I visited the city as children, but neither of us remembered very much.

I was blown away by the little that we saw in the time that we had.

Our morning started out foggy and blustery as most mornings in San Francisco do. 

We hiked up to the Coit Tower for a view of the whole city (yes, Troy pushed the stroller up this and many other steep streets).



As we made our way down towards the pier, the clouds began to part. I don't think I could ever get enough of photographing wall-to-wall houses on steep streets.

We stopped for a Pier 39 lunch at Boudin Sourdough. That bread was out of this world amazing. We picked up several loaves at another location the next morning to bring back home for everyone that helped out with the boys.







Our next stop was Ghirardelli Square.

We picked up a chocolate shake at a smaller location the day before, on the way home from the ballgame, and we couldn't resist another opportunity for rich creamy goodness.



We continued on our way with a grand walking tour. And when I say walking, I mean walking...

We gazed at Alcatraz, isolated out in the bay.

We could see the Golden Gate Bridge off in the distance, and figured that if we could see it, we could certainly walk to it.

Besides, we saw all these bikers following a trail that led them right there.

We realized as we got going that biking the trail was much different than walking. We made a little pit stop at the marina half way there. Those arches peeking through the sailboats still seemed far off in the distance.

I didn't mind the walk too much because not only did the bridge keep getting closer and more grandeur, but I loved seeing the houses that lined the shore.

We stopped by the Palace of Fine Arts while we were enroute.

By the end of the day, we racked up over 10 miles of walking, but it was worth every step for views like this.




After we sufficiently soaked up the Golden Gate, we walked a mile back to civility. Our feet gave out. We jumped on a bus at the famous Lombard street.

There was one last view we had to see before we called it a day. The Painted Ladies at Alamo Square. It was a spectacular view and I couldn't get the Full House theme song out of my head. 



Our flight home left the next morning, but first, we had to make one last stop at Pinkberry. There was a location dangerously close to our hotel, which I enjoyed daily. I have a slight Pinkberry addiction. I always get the original flavor and load it up with fresh fruit. There is no other frozen yogurt that compares.

It was delightful to have this little guy along with us. I love that we've been able to take trips alone with each of our babies. Crew was the exact same age on our trip to San Francisco that Nash was on our trip to New York a few years ago. It was so special to give him our undivided attention, even if it was only for a few days.


We flew back home to two eager boys who were waiting with a cake and candles to celebrate their dad's big birthday. We really only got a taste of beautiful San Francisco in our short time there. We have 27 more restaurant recommendations from bay area friends that we'll have to squeeze in next time.


1 comment:

  1. It looks like you had tons of fun. What a great wife you are to come up with such an amazing way to celebrate Troy's 30th.

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