Hello! How was your weekend?
Ours turned out to be a lot of fun, and I think I may have enjoyed Schlitterbahna little too much. Don't trips to water parks make you feel like an excited five-year-old all over again? And of course, singing and dancing to the Spice Girls (er...and One Direction) while watching the closing ceremony for the Olympics counted as the cherry on top.
After a ridiculous amount of sorting, here are a few shots of our first day exploring San Francisco, if you're interested:
The colossal bridge entering San Francisco amazed me instantly. I bet the locals are used to tourists (like me) hanging their heads out of car windows trying to catch every part of the city possible. Surely they realize this behavior is understandable.
It was so strange to experience such a big change in climate across the city. This was our sight of the Golden Gate Bridge on the exact same day. I kept pressing my hands against the windows to feel the heat change to cold.
While I was busy recovering from a mild heart attack after driving (I mean passenger-driving) up some steep roads in the city bumper-to-bumper (no photos there), my husband was sweet and booked a hotel downtown for his frazzled wife.
...I calmed down again.
So, we decided to walk around the streets for a change. Guys, my first few steps in San Francisco involved a plunge into the pavement after marveling at the New York-esqe view. I wasn't feeling graceful, but I was all smiles anyway. Reason? Because we were on our way to a feast down the street...
This crazy-amazing restaurant and bar is called Ryoko's. If you even remotely like sushi, you HAVE to go here. Oh...and that's iidako (baby octopus) shown. I just about died when I had my first bite and tried not to hog the rest of the plate to myself for the remainder of dinner. Not only was the food ridiculously good, but I also loved the atmosphere. We sat at the crowded bar and munched on our food while listening to music with a techno beat that made me want to jump off my barstool and dance with my chopsticks in the air. I wish this restaurant would move itself to San Antonio. Le sigh.
To be continued... :)