...or perhaps more appropriately "48 hrs in San Fran are not nearly enough." Last weekend was a whirlwind, in a good way. I barely scratched the surface of San Francisco and I'm already dying to go back and spend more time exploring. It was my first time there (and only my second time in California) and I have to say I'm pretty hooked on the west coast after this visit.
On Saturday morning we went to Tartine for breakfast. I had the most amazing ham croissant of my life that we ate in a nearby park as the city warmed up and the sun dried the dew off the grass. I didn't take a picture of said croissant because I sort of don't want to be reminded that my breakfast was easily 4,000 calories. But I snapped a picture of some gorgeous (and healthier) fare on the way back.
Later that day we walked through Chinatown. To some people the hustle, bustle, cheap trinkets, and copious jewelry stores might be a complete turn off. I felt the opposite. I was FASCINATED....it's funny to be in CA but feel like you're in a foreign country. We had the most amazing dim sum from a hole in the wall takeout place that you probably wouldn't give a second glance to if you walked by. But it was a highlight of the trip.
And the weather...I lucked out. I'm not seeing flowering trees like that in DC these days!
We were able to visit a rooftop gathering to watch the airshow that afternoon (it was Fleet Week). Hard to see but the Golden Gate bridge is in the background, and Alcatraz is just out to the right (out of the picture). A great way to take in the sights. Next time I'm definitely dying to visit Alcatraz!
Sort of surreal to be sitting in the city and seeing the Blue Angels flying overhead.
On our way to the Marina we took the obligatory walk up Lombard Street. San Fran hills are NO joke.
Then Sunday it was up and at 'em and off to Napa. Breathtaking.
Of course it was back to reality when I hopped on the redeye home late Sunday night. But the fatigue was worth it and then some. San Francisco, I'll be back soon!