We had SUCH a good time in San Francisco that neither the hubby or I wanted to come home. We headed out to California two weekends ago without much of a plan, but we managed to fill almost every minute and saw quite a bit in our 2.5 days.
Friday morning found us headed to Alcatraz island bright and early in some classic San Francisco fog that only added to the drama of the surroundings...
Despite the eerie-ness of the island (made even more so by the low-hanging fog and lack of visitors in the early morning/rainy weather), there are some parts that are quite beautiful. It's cared for by the National Park Service and lots of volunteers who keep the gardens there looking gorgeous.
Nothing says tourist like audio tour headphones.
Or locking yourself in a jail cell for a photo-op.
It was just a little crazy to stand in front of a certain cell block while the audio tour told you about someone who was killed there, or escaped down the exact hallway you are standing in. Call us dorks but we had fun :)
After Alcatraz we spent some time wandering around the Fisherman's Wharf area which was beautiful.
The mister made friends with this seagull:
But I had spotted something ridiculously awesome and took off after it:
Holy crap look at them!
They were so noisy and cool... I actually called my mom and left her a voicemail of sea lion barks. She called back a few minutes later and said I made her day. Easily amused- that's where I get it.
After a very awesome lunch at the highly recommended Ana Mandara we continued our duty as San Francisco tourists, hitting up Ghiradelli Square to squeeze a peanut butter hot fudge sundae into our already stuffed bellies:
We took a trolley car up to Lombard Street:
These pictures definitely do not do justice to how crazy steep this hill is.
We couldn't really call ourselves tourists until we made a stop here:
We decided to trek across the bridge just as the sun came out, and were rewarded by views like these:
We made our way across the bridge and down to the adorable town of Sausalito, where we were blown away by even more gorgeous views, purchased a souvenir for Duncan, drank delicious local beer and apparently didn't take any pictures. So you'll have to trust me, it was great.
To be continued...