sunday was equally packed but in a more leisurely way. at least a little bit more leisurely. plus our feet hurt a LOT (and by ‘our’ i mean ‘my’).
we got up and on the road by about 9:30 and made our way toward washington park where my friend melanie had clued us in that there were good breakfasts to be found. we yelped one place but on the way got sucked into another. that place was moe’s. and it was good. huuuge breakfasts with potatoes cooked over lava rocks?? i’m not sure if that’s true. but that’s what michael told me and i’m going to chose to believe it. and at least 1/2 of what michael says is true.
we ate our breakfasts so fast that i didnt even get a picture.
…and also, as much as i love having pictures of our food (and i knowww how much you love seeing them, right….?) it really just does not look cool to photograph your food in a resturant. so i guess really, i was just feeling too cool for school and i didn’t take a picture. sorry about that.
after our big breakfasts we rolled out of moe’s and up a very steep series of streets toward coit tower.
coit tower was our one landmark on the agenda and the rest of the day was dedicated to strolling neighborhoods and maybe finding something to buy.
but, first, the tower:
welllllllll, after walking all that way, up up up to the base of the tower we were supposed to take an elevator to the top to be rewarded with a vast view of the entire city. turns out the elevator was broken. sweet. down the hill we went. but not before we took some pictures from the parking lot. hope they count for something. like, here is lombard street. they say it’s the curviest street in the world… i don’t know who says that, but it must not be true because michael says otherwise, and again, i just blindly believe whatever he says. because im the wife you are always supposed to blindly believe the husband, right? (wait, that doesn’t sound right…. whats going on here???)
anyways, we sat in the parking lot, with a bunch of other potential-elevator-riders-tuned-sitters-of-parking-lots letting our legs rest for the hike back down the hill. while resting i took this picture of the pretty, pretty (almost too pretty to eat) chocolates melanie gave me at our dinner the night before. yummmmmmmm.
then we walked back down.
we strolled some shops around washington park and when we’d gotten enough of that we grabbed a bus to the ferry building. here is michael on the bus (rare):
the ferry building is a historic building that is packed with tiny little shops and food stalls. most all of them had one specific specialty. like the cheese place had a lot of cheese:
and this place had the most sweet candies and sweets:
(yeah, those flowers are candy. so lovely. they are handmade in italy and they cost $6.50 for each little flower. and they tasted great! just kidding. i did not buy a $6-1/2 piece of candy! sheesh. but lovely to look at, no?)
and to counteract all of that sweetness, this place boasts lots of tasty salty pig parts!
the marketplace at the ferry building would be a perfect place to gather together a picnic and eat on a bench over looking the water… but we were still stuffed from our lava potato breakfast. maybe next time.
next we took the subway to the castro district.
when taking the subway, watch out for crazies:
the castro theater:
we spent what was left of our day poking through shops. we left the castro with an egg cup (i know, who buys an egg cup? but i actually needed one and have been looking for one, and this one has feet on it!! like little chicken feet. so, yes, i bought an egg cup. and yes, just one. why did i need just a single egg cup? well you see… wait, you don’t care. ill stop talking about egg cups. right now.) and, at a very sweet pet shop, we got a leash for each of our dog daughters. meeka’s is orange with some abstract flower-looking design and mckinley’s is blue with elephants with trunks that look like mustaches to me. we each picked out one of the leashes. guess which leash belongs to who. (hint: i like pretty much anything with a mustache)
after the castro district we headed back to union square since our flight was drawing nearer. we still had about an hour to kill so we wandered around some more shops (this time of the large, shiny, brand-name variety) and saw one of the biggest malls we’d ever seen.
whoa. big mall.
and that is it. the end of our trip.
we figured ending at a giant mall was a good way to ease back in to los angeles.
speaking of los angeles, here were are swooping back down into our quaint, little town.
