Last December, we found some relatively inexpensive nonstop flights to San Francisco and decided to make a trip of it this September. Clara didn't want to come, so despite my anxiety, we left her with a fabulous babysitter and friend, Madison Copeland, and flew the five hours to SF for a family adventure (note this is not a family "vacation" ;-)). The boys were so excited about the trip with Benjy counting down and announcing each morning, "Only three more sleeps!" "Only two more sleeps!" and "I'm so excited to go to California!" The plane trip was the first adventure, and we were grateful that despite some difficulties with Clayton's ticket itinerary being separated from the rest of ours and some waiting with getting the rental Suburban (so enormous!), it was mostly uneventful. The boys enjoyed watching shows on the flight, chowing down on snacks we brought, and Clayton (for whom we wisely had purchased his own seat) slept for some of the time, which was awesome. It seems that gone are the days that you'll get a complimentary meal when you're flying over mealtime. Waahh!
We arrived at the Residence Inn and hit the hay around 2am EST (11pm PST) and tried to get on PST time as quickly as possible. The kids have been champs dealing with the time changes (Michael and I keep getting up early, although this is just the third day of the trip so maybe we'll figure it out right before we leave, haha).
We first got groceries for the week and then headed to Mill Valley, a charming town near Muir Woods where the same coastal redwoods are grown (but without the hassle of parking and crowds that Muir Woods boasts).
Matt and Melody were so great to drive down to meet up with us! Melody is expecting a baby boy in December. They were so great with the kids.
And Joseph and Jenna also drove two hours to meet up with us, too! The park was shady and beautiful with so many tall trees. The kids loved playing in the super dusty dirt which coated their shoes, legs, arms, faces, and even necks. I had the boys wash in the bathroom before we left but by the time we walked to the car again it was basically pointless, haha.
Some members of our family were not thrilled to be in this picture.
Then we drove to Battery Spencer (along with hundreds of other people as we crawled to get to the view) for a spectacular shot of the Golden Gate Bridge. It was so cool driving over this iconic architectural masterpiece.
We squeezed in a brief visit to Fisherman's Wharf and Ghirardelli Square.
These three characters were busy busy busy.
Check out Lombard Street, known as the windiest street in America. It's hard to appreciate the crazy turns from this view. We were going to drive down it but opted not to given the long, slow line of cars (and the fatigue of our party).
After an eventful night's sleep (see end of blog), we made it to church the following morning. The San Francisco ward where we visited was so wonderfully friend, and after Michael chose to bear his testimony (after introducing himself saying, "I always appreciate it when a random stranger comes and bears their testimony. Kind of mixes things up"), others also referenced his testimony as "Brother Stranger" and everyone was super welcoming. The kids enjoyed Primary despite initial weeping and wailing, and I was proud of their change of attitude.
We then drove to the Oakland temple on our way to Yosemite for the next leg of our trip. Despite killer high temps, we loved walking on the grounds and enjoyed the rooftop gardens. So beautiful and peaceful.
Hurrah for the temple!
We loved the Visitor's Center as well, where a very kind senior missionary, Elder Brunt, spent time with our family and the kids explored the different exhibits. It was very peaceful and felt good to be there with the boys. (We missed you, Clara!!)
Travel Tip of the Day:
Make sure you don't accidentally deadbolt the hotel room when your husband is out on a run at night. He might get locked out and try to pound on the door, but you could be dead asleep since you're still adjusting to the time zone. And your phone might be charging away from you so you don't hear his call. Then he might have to buy another hotel room right below you just so he can get a good night's sleep. (insert face palm)