We had a fabulously wonderful trip out west. Because we flew into different airports, we met at the hotel on Friday night. A bit of sleep and we hit the ground running the next morning, fueling ourselves up at a great little French crepery.
We drove through San Francisco, and I got my first glimpse of the Golden Gate Bridge as we drove across into Tiburon. We had rented a room from a wonderful lady named Holly there. I had found a website that let you rent a room from an individual. They often cooked breakfast for you as well, but these weren't businesses - just someones home. Holly said she rented out her room about 2x a year - whenever she was bored.
The room was fabulous - one wall was almost all windows and French doors that looked out over San Francisco Bay, the city, and the Golden Gate Bridge. We slept with those doors open every night - the weather was perfect for it.
Saturday afternoon we wandered around Alta Vista Park (where the picture was taken). They had some of the most spectacular houses. We walked over to Haight-Ashbury (the original hippie area) and walked through that area. We spent a bit of time in Dan's favorite place - Amoeba Records. There is still quite an eclectic group of people in this area - from hippie's to tourists to homeless and everything in-between. It was a fun place to wander, and turned out to be one of my favorite areas.
When we got hungry we headed to the Castro district (the predominately gay area) for food. They had some interesting window displays there, that are definitely not for the prudish. But we found a nice restaurant and had a great time.
We walked back to the car to head back to Tiburon. I soaked my sore legs in Holly's wonderful jacuzzi tub, then we both fell into a comatose sleep. When we woke up in the morning, San Francisco was gone! The entire city was blanketed in fog. It was the strangest sight, because the sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in the sky - except over Alcatraz and San Francisco.
Come back tomorrow for our Sunday adventures...
We drove through San Francisco, and I got my first glimpse of the Golden Gate Bridge as we drove across into Tiburon. We had rented a room from a wonderful lady named Holly there. I had found a website that let you rent a room from an individual. They often cooked breakfast for you as well, but these weren't businesses - just someones home. Holly said she rented out her room about 2x a year - whenever she was bored.
The room was fabulous - one wall was almost all windows and French doors that looked out over San Francisco Bay, the city, and the Golden Gate Bridge. We slept with those doors open every night - the weather was perfect for it.
Saturday afternoon we wandered around Alta Vista Park (where the picture was taken). They had some of the most spectacular houses. We walked over to Haight-Ashbury (the original hippie area) and walked through that area. We spent a bit of time in Dan's favorite place - Amoeba Records. There is still quite an eclectic group of people in this area - from hippie's to tourists to homeless and everything in-between. It was a fun place to wander, and turned out to be one of my favorite areas.
When we got hungry we headed to the Castro district (the predominately gay area) for food. They had some interesting window displays there, that are definitely not for the prudish. But we found a nice restaurant and had a great time.
We walked back to the car to head back to Tiburon. I soaked my sore legs in Holly's wonderful jacuzzi tub, then we both fell into a comatose sleep. When we woke up in the morning, San Francisco was gone! The entire city was blanketed in fog. It was the strangest sight, because the sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in the sky - except over Alcatraz and San Francisco.
Come back tomorrow for our Sunday adventures...
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