...in San Francisco. And Carmel for that matter.
Hubby and I have decided that San Francisco is just the best! San Francisco is such a friendly city, so great for kids, and has so much to offer. We truly fell in love with it.
We stayed right down near Fisherman's Wharf - what a hub of activity that place is....
The sea lions sure do love it...
I rode my first cable car and actually hung off the side of it. A big deal for me because I am afraid of heights and some of these streets were steep!
This is actually an item that I can check off of my Life's To-Do List. One down - a hundred to go!
Visiting Alcatraz was a huge thrill for all of us. We were really impressed. It's a hard experience to describe. The audio tour (on individual head sets) covers the inside of the cell house during the penitentiary era 1934 - 1963. Former guards and prisoners relay stories of what went on while they were there....
Very eerie at times. This was the 'yard'. I could just envision all of the prisoners out there...they could see San Fran in the distance...
One prisoner reiterated that New Year's Eve was the hardest day to bear. He said that the noise of the parties - talking, laughter, music - would drift across the bay and could be heard from a small barred window in the corner of the jail.
After spending a couple of days in San Francisco we travelled to Carmel to spend the rest of trip with out dear friends Al and Monika (fellow Canucks who are now American citizens) They are the most gracious hosts. This is the view from their livingroom window - not too shabby huh?
They took us out to Santa Cruz one day and we gorged ourselves on fresh seafood on the dock....YUMM-O.
And then we went to a great place called Bahama Billy's for my birthday. (please note, the night previous was a VERY late night and therefore I look as tired as I feel in this pic!) My coconut-cream-pie-birthday-cake came complete with dry ice - how cool!
We were quite surprised on our way home when the pilot told our kids that they could go up and see the cockpit of the plane. (I really didn't think they allowed this anymore?) Well, not only did he let them sit down, he also insisted that hubby and I sit in his seat and then took a pic of all of us. Both pilots were so kind and friendly - the kids just loved the experience. I was petrified that I'd pull a Leslie Neilson and hit some button if I dared moved. Side note - my Dad is a private pilot - he eats, sleeps and breathes planes, and therefore is SO JEALOUS of this!
Sorry Dad! ;)
Well, so concludes my tour of San Fran and Carmel. My grand total for pictures came to 293 and I have promised hubby that I will actually get them developed and not let them sit on the computer like I usually do. Ugh.