My parents came out and met us, and I think they fell in love with the city as much as we did. One could easily spend weeks here (and a serious amount of cash) and not even touch the tip of the iceberg on all this city has going on. It's fabulous!
We hit the hop-on/hop-off bus tour of the city, saw some fog...a lot of fog, ate some seriously great food, walked through Pier 39, Fisherman's Wharf, the Market. Drove Lombard street (the crookedest street in the world), drove through the Golden Gate Park (bigger than Central Park), drove over the Golden Gate Bridge, saw Alcatraz (from a distance) saw the Presidio, Hayes Valley, Haight-Ashbury, Chinatown, North Beach, had a hot fudge brownie Sundae at Ghirradelli Square, had some AMAZING food in Chinatown.
All of this and our campsite overlooked the ocean. We were 30 feet from an ocean bluff, and had a totally unobstructed view. A few years back the view would have been obstructed by other RV's from our campsite, but, thanks to some erosion, RV's are no longer permitted to park there...at least it would be a little risky with it falling into the ocean and all. Not for the faint of heart.
I was able to look out onto the ocean from our kitchen table, and I truly love the ocean. The waves. The serenity. The sun glistening off of the water in a million different directions. Very peaceful. We even had a pelican that visited us often while here.
We have family, ocean views, and wine. What more could one ask for? Not much. Not much at all.
God's grace has blessed us once again, and He is good. He is very, very good.
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