I love San Francisco. I don’t even want to leave. How can I possibly be moving to Houston, of all places??
I spent the entire day with Nick and Debbie (who is in town visiting), and it was awesome. We went up to San Francisco and parked at Pier 39, where we caught the ferry over to Alcatraz. We took the tour there, which was really interesting…and wow, the views from out there in the middle of the bay are unbeatable! A former prisoner was quoted as saying how effective a prison Alcatraz was — to have to look out the window every day and see the Golden Gate Bridge, and boats, and the city, and know that you can’t go there.
We came back to the piers and walked around for a while, and Debbie and I indulged our inner six-year-olds by doing this bungee cord/trampoline thing where you put a harness around your waist and thighs, attach a bungee cord on either side, and then jump up and down on a trampoline, where you can do flips and stuff. That was really fun. We took pictures, so I’ll have to post them to my webpage sometime.
From the harbor, we headed a bit into town and drove down Lombard Street so Debbie could get a good view of all the hills. As the sun went down we got to the Golden Gate Bridge, and walked out to the first tower. From there we headed back to Palo Alto and went to this fantastic Italian restaurant. I got a dessert with orange sherbet and a creamy pudding-type stuff filled with strawberries and blueberries and raspberries. It was soooo good.
And now I am home, to relax with my book before climbing into bed after this fantastic day.
