Monday, June 8, 2009

San Francisco Day 1

We left our house at 5:30 A.M. to catch an 8:40 flight direct to San Francisco. We actually should have left took longer than expected to check in and wade through security. I ran to gate 43 just in time to be the last one to board the plane!

After the 4 hour flight (during which Sam did not sleep one bit!), we picked up our 12 passenger rental van......the big white bus. Jimmy expertly drove us up and down the steep hills of downtown San Francisco, across winding mountain roads, and even down Lombard Street, the crookedest street in the country, twice!

We visited the Presidio area, Chrissy Field, the Golden Gate Bridge, Muir Beach and Lombard Street.

Julie and the Golden Gate Bridge
Clay and the Golden Gate Bridge

Russ and Megan and the Golden Gate Bridge

Sam smelling my hair beside the Golden Gate Bridge
Sam sitting on one of the cables of the Golden Gate Bridge

Olivia, Julie, Clay, Leah, and Sam

All of us except Jimmy--he is taking the picture!

We walked about halfway across the bridge and then back.

Leah, Sam, and Clay climbing on the rocks on the shore of Muir Beach

Olivia and Julie at Muir Beach

Clay on a rock at Muir Beach

Olivia and Sam at Muir Beach

Clay at Muir Beach

Julie at Muir Beach


  1. What beautiful pictures! So funny that you had to run to catch the flight and that 3 hours wouldn't be enough time! But the pictures look great and it looks like you all had a wonderful time. Love your son smelling your hair!!! Sounds like something my son would do! Enjoy your day!

  2. I guess I should clarify....we live 1 hour and 45 minutes from the airport. Then we had to park and take a shuttle to the airport, lug all of that luggage and our carry-ons....We should have left at 4:30!

  3. So glad you guys have been able to see such a wonderful city! It's amazing! I love Northern CA- and Sf is really amazing. I have never seen those cables like that, where would you go to see that cut-away? How cool!

  4. Looks like a fun trip. I would love to go there with our family one day.

    4 hours in a plane with a little guy that didn't sleep?!?! Oh, I hope he was a good sport!

    Last year, we flew to Atlanta with Carson, who was about 1 1/2, and it was a NIGHTMARE! He cried virtually the whole I always feel so sorry for people that are having to struggle with a little one on a flight!!!

  5. The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. We'd go into the city for ballgames at Candle Stick Park and take our jackets when it was 95 in our city, but 62 in San Francisco (30 miles away).

    Great pictures. Jimmy and Russ really did a great job documenting the trip and the sights.

    - John