Ok so this is what happened:
My sister Charity lives in San Francisco and she loves it.
And when I say “loves,” I don’t mean she just thinks it’s pretty cool to be in an awesome city like that. I talking about serious “adoration-with-every-ounce-of-her-soul” kind of love.
I’m pretty sure that’s the type of person you want showing you around their city because man alive, they make it fun.
I realized if we visited her not only would we have the best and most fun tour guide on the planet, but I’d get to hang with that cool girl, and our children would be exposed to things that our little section of the desert lacks: big trees, serious traffic, public transportation, culture, crowds, the Golden Gate Bridge (I have a serious infatuation with that thing), and general diversity. Yeah, we pretty much miss out on that stuff here in our little section of suburbia. I love where we live, but the stipulation is that if we can’t live in China, we have to at least figure out a way to expose our children to other stuff every once in a while.
I figured Thanksgiving would be the best time to visit because I had been looking for a time when the kids were out of school. Charity thought all her roommates would be gone so we’d be able to stay in her house with her and it would be great.
I almost had Dave talked into it…
…until we found out the roommates weren’t really leaving.
That put a hanger in the works. But Dave kindly offered to hang home with Lucy so I could take the other kids the day after Thanksgiving.
I jumped at the chance.
Dave wasn’t too shocked I took him up on the offer. Have I mentioned lately how good he is to put up with me? Just wondering.
So the big kids and I took off and arrived here on a foggy, blustery morning to all the light and sunshine of my baby sister.
She started out our day one with a grand walking tour. And when I say walking I mean walking…
We were on a “great adventure” (see that sign behind them below?).
We window-shopped a little bit in Haight Ashbury…the thing the kids were most excited about looking at were longboards.
I was most excited that we were seeing diversity.
And lots of it. You can always trust San Francisco to give you that gift 🙂
Plus there were some pretty cool houses to photograph.
I also liked the leaves in the gutter.
Isn’t that view incredible?
Along with all our walking we did our fair share of waiting.
We waited forever for this thing to climb us up and down a steep street:
It did not disappoint:
We stopped for lunch to eat the best sandwiches I’ve ever had at “Ike’s Place.”
The kids weren’t as impressed with the sandwiches as they were with the fact that those sandwiches came with suckers:
We walked through China Town:
And loved every detail of the intricacies that make it so unique.
We even got to go check out a fortune cookie factory:
Let’s get a closer look:
I’m not a huge fan of fortune cookies but I must say they’re pretty good when they are hot off the press.
(They don’t have fortune cookies in China BTW.)
I loved the lamp posts.
Max loved the graffiti.
Claire obviously loved this statue because when my kids ask for pictures, you know they must really like something 🙂
(I liked her pose.)
We took a bus and a trolly car from Russia to the next few stops.
Did you know that San Francisco recycles cable/trolly cars from all over the world? I thought that was pretty cool.
We jumped off in the Tenderloin District for a quick picture of this masterpiece.
Seriously, graffiti is kind of cool.
Next Charity took us to her “secret lookout point” on this random parking garage with awesome views:
That’s Alcatraz on the left out in the water below:
There’s the Bay Bridge behind us:
This is Grace “holding up” Alcatraz because that’s the thing she did her report on before the trip:
(Yeah, I know you can’t really see it, but you get the basic, blurry idea, right? 🙂
But something about sitting in a freezing park in the glow of this beautiful church on a bench with delicious pizza rejuvenated us.
…until we got on a bus along with the rest of the world to go watch the lighting of the Christmas tree in Union Square:
(Those are totally fake smiles.)
We got stuck in traffic…serious traffic.
And by the time we got there it was so packed with people wanting to watch we could hardly move in some parts.
Needless to say we couldn’t see a thing.
So we shoved our way through some crowds with cool people like this:
…to watch from the glass elevator Charity knew about in the hotel on the corner.
Yeah, that was a much better view.
That was just the first day!
Man alive we had fun.
To be continued when I have another daughter willing to upload all the pictures for me 🙂
** post edit notes:
Part 2 is HERE.
Part 3 is HERE.