After a couple of very hectic weeks visiting family in London and New York, checking in on house renovations, and totally neglecting the blog, we headed to San Francisco for a long weekend. Seeing Elizabeth and Jake and baby Nora (not such a baby anymore!) made us happy in our hearts – we shared parks, meals, a beachy sunset overlooking the Pacific, and generally good and relaxing times.
We also faced the challenge of jetlag catching up with the kiddos and exploring a city (which takes energy!) with two tired parents (it turns out selecting tiles and paint colors is oddly tiring). When we head to Tokyo in the early Spring, I want to make sure that Carl and I are feeling rested and energetic and that we’re realistic about how much exploring we can really do in one day. I get a little obsessive in cities and want to fit multiple amazing experiences into every nook and cranny of every day – this leads to tears (for the children) and difficulty breathing (for me!).
But in the spirit of attempted nook and cranny fillage, highlights of San Francisco included: an amazing hike in Muir Woods that was legitimately enjoyed by all four of us (there were giant slugs and the tallest trees Grace and Max had ever seen), a drive over the Golden Gate Bridge, a visit to a shop in Chinatown that makes fortune cookies (mostly enjoyed by me – I thought it was so cool to see the warm round discs of cookie rolled into the proper shape), a cable car ride, a walk down the zigzagging Lombard Street, a walk along the waterfront, lunch at a playground near Chestnut Street in the Marina area (playgrounds make children so happy and delicious lunch makes me happy), an attempted wander through some of the lovely boutiques and furniture shops and bookstores in the Mission (the operative word being attempted), dinner at a vegetarian Japanese restaurant in the Mission, a stop at the Converse store to pick up some non-stinky shoes for Grace and Max, a picnic brunch in Golden Gate Park (where Grace learned to throw a frisbee), and a gorgeous windswept walk on the beach.
I only managed non-IPhone photos on our Muir Woods hike – too much whining and crying (and difficulty breathing) to manage real photos the rest of the time.
Until next time, San Francisco…