San Francisco 2010 - We Are Here

Day 1.

The plane was a complete wreck. My ears plugged and it is plugged into Day 2, but I’ve made it here relatively unharmed. I hope. The plane was kind of fun because I was sitting next to Mom and Lauren was right behind me so I got to hear what she was talking about.

When we landed first in Kansas City it was torture because both my ears got plugged and the right was the worst. When we landed in San Francisco it was a madhouse because it is kind of hard to navigate around unless you have someone who knows exactly where they are going. But we did – his name is Dave but I call him Uncle Wall-E because of his good Wall-E impression.

Dave successfully navigated us throughout the airport without getting lost, drove us to his new duplex without getting lost and successfully managed to get a car, which last time I was aware he didn’t have.

We went to the park. It was basically a gigantic dog park with a playground. There were four ice cream carts with four men pushing them all around the park. Eventually it got so hot out that I decided to hail one of the ice cream people, and we got ice cream that was safe for me and one that we thought Lauren would like.

We took a few pictures of Uncle Wall-E – not just any pictures, but “mini-people” pictures. One person is in the foreground and the others are in the background.

For dinner we went to Denise’s, who lives right above Uncle Wall-E and Uncle Geoff. We had corned beef and cabbage, and the beef was not “beef substance” – it was actual beef.
When it was time to go to bed – before Geoff got home from work – there was a tent pitched in the living room and that’s what Lauren and I crawled into and went to bed in.

Day 2.

I’m still trying to figure out if today isn’t “Pick on Tabitha” day. I mean the morning was OK, I found a beautiful shell in frigid-cold waters with a bandaid on my thumb. That was at the beach. The beach was near the Golden Gate Bridge – you had a pretty fine view of it. It was at the Presidio, an old Army fort.

When we were going to the beach, I saw a hummingbird. I took a couple of pictures, but only one had the hummingbird in focus.

At the beach I played with dogs. Lots and lots of dogs.

After that, we went down Lombard Street. It is this street that goes down almost vertically, but they had these curves and grooves in it and flowers all around it. There’s people’s houses there too. I feel sorry for those people – they have to drive into their driveway from Lombard Street, which is not the most inviting street.

We had lunch at a Pakistani restaurant. They had “five to six” spicy-rating slow-burn chicken. I conquered it! And I had potato nan, a kind of potato bread.

We took the subway to see my Uncle Geoff. He works in a food store. Today he was in the cheese department – he likes that.

We rode on the cable car three times today. Twice in the afternoon and once in the evening. We went to the Cable Car Museum – it’s a museum all about (what else) cable cars. It has all of these old cable cars and they even show you the actual cables running the cable cars while they are running.

Once we got home I think that’s when it morphed into Pick on Tabitha Day. I do hope it gets better.