2.17.2013

I left my heart...

Well, we have turned in for the night and are planning to get to bed early{ish} so that we can get going early in the morning.  (Emma and I are hoping to fit in a run before that though, we'll see how it goes.)  But here is a recap of our weekend as your requested:

Friday.  After a long night of driving, we pulled into the Bay area around 8:00 a.m.  So beautiful.  (Just a heads up, I'll probably say that many times in this post.)   After unloading, stretching, and having some breakfast, we hopped back in the car and went to Half Moon Bay.  Bethany, Maddie, and I just walked down the shore for [who knows how long] and just marveled at the grandeur/beauty/depth/magnificence.  It was the quintessential beach day--sun shining, sand, waves, light breeze, seagulls, a bit of fog...just perfect.  After the walk we returned to find Emma playing with the waves [like a little kid] and had lunch and took a nap.






After the beach, we walked around the small downtown area, got some cokes, looked through bookstores, etc. [all of my favorite things, basically.]  On our way back home we stopped by a flower nursery--which I added to my list of dream jobs--and then went home for pizza, ice cream, and movies.





Saturday.  We started off our day in Chinatown, where everyone ate lunch (minus me, because of lack of ability to communicate my allergies with enough confidence that I would survive).  After, we walked down to the Transamerica building and then along the waterfront.  (We did get stopped and dragged into some weird story-telling thing at the Scientology building, but we left after about 10 minutes.)  Once we made it to Pier 39 I got some fish and chips and we watched the sea lions.












Next stop was Ghirardelli Square.  [Thank goodness.]  Warm brownie, vanilla ice cream, dark chocolate syrup.......my absolute favorite.  Ah.  I wish I could eat that every day.  But then I would get fat.  [I think we all know what one of my wishes would be were I to find a genie's bottle.]  Afterward we went to Lombard street, wandered around, and then went back down to the Wharf for dinner at Nick's



     


Sunday.  After a few struggles/mishaps finding a Sacrament meeting, we went to Emma's friend's house for brunch (eggs, brie, bread, fruit, hot chocolate).  We spent the rest of the day driving around to various tourist sites and gawking [maybe not the best word choice, but w.] at the architecture.  Oh my.  I love the architecture here.  Haight-Ashbury, Alamo Square/Painted Ladies, Presidio (I think my favorite), Golden Gate, Palace of Fine Arts.  We ended our time in San Fran at the Crepe House on Nob Hill and sitting through long long lines of traffic.










So there ya go!  We will be safe tomorrow as we head back.  Our plan is to stop in Reno for lunch at In-n-Out--enough motivation to get safely through the pass.  I'm going to go write Stevie now.  Love you.




12.08.2012

home for the holidays

My final stop in D.C.: the White House.  A perfect way to say goodbye.


Also, just a little something for you to listen to for the next 9 hours.  Pick whichever version you like best:





12.07.2012

I'm gonna miss this


We have been singing this song all day.  All week, actually.  (Except I only knew the chorus until tonight when Carly finally showed the song to me.)  It's been a pretty great batch of final days.  Lunch at We, the Pizza (and a shake from Good Stuff, extra thick).  White House Christmas tree lighting.  Botanical Gardens' Christmas decorations and trains.  Staying up late talking.  Cupcakes.  Long run.  African Art museum (which only reinforced/strengthened my determination for Uganda in June).  Dinner at Busboys and Poets. 

Took this for you, as promised.
Partying with the Obamas

   






  

Brie, tomato, and spinach sandwich

We finished off the night at the Lincoln Memorial.  Beautiful.  Grand.  One of the park rangers gave us a little speech about the symbolism of the memorial---it was the perfect way to end our experience.  It took like 20 minutes, so I won't say it all, but basically the main message was that the purpose of our lives is to make the world we live in a better place.  He said that we will each make an impact in some way and that our memory would be preserved for those that we influenced, just as Lincoln is remembered.  It was deep, touching, and a little cheesy.  Great way to say goodbye.





We ended it where we began.