Truly, we had an excellent trip. We accomplished so much in such a short amount of time; I am kind of impressed with ourselves. And the Lumina. She is a trooper, that's for sure. San Francisco, Golden Gate Bridge, Chinatown in San Francisco AND Oakland, Haight-Ashbury, Lombard Street, Ocean Beach, Pier 39, Monterey Peninsula, visiting with family....yes, the trip was exhausting but well worth every mile of the drive. Like I said, the Lumina took it like a champ!
Oh, we're so close!
Walking toward Pier 39.
Still walking, only stopping to take the occasional (read: frequent) picture.
Alcatraz.
Idiot tourists.
Fisherman's Wharf was crazy busy, and there were a lot of crazies, too.
This is just before Clark gave in and bought a tourist sweatshirt. HA!
Somehow we fought the urge to peruse the Ghirardelli store. The ocean breeze was just too brisk. Clark needed that California Republic sweatshirt bad.
Asilomar Beach in Monterey. Weather was not swimsuit permitting this fine day.
Awwww, Grandma even walked down to the beach with us! Their house is literally 1/4 mile from the beach. I'm a little jealous.
My cousin Liz: our personal photographer and tour guide. It had been years since I last visited Monterey. So good to see everyone!
A post marriage engagement photo.
And another.
And one more.
Down near Cannery Row.
Lots of fishies were packed here.
Getting ready to down our shots of clam chowder. Dude on the right is my 3rd (?) cousin Keenan. Kid can do backflips so he's cool with us.
Oh, hey Liz, thanks for taking yet another picture!
Sorry, had to add this one. My face cracks me up! Clark was actually doing the multi shot feature and WOULD NOT STOP! My face got progressively more irritated.
The pretty Monterey harbor.
Too cute seals!
Lots of them, spooning each other and making a ruckus.
Tourists to the T.
My unconditional love for sweets is quite apparent, me thinks.
They look so cute when they're not pooping on everything and swarming around your food.
Golden Gate Bridge, fog style!
Oh wonderful San Francisco.
Clark investigating an old fort overlooking the bay.
Windy. Just a tad.
Just the two of us.
"If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair..." cue Scott McKenzie.
Look at these houses. Just LOOK at them. Freaking marvelous.
Sometimes tourists need to replenish their engines. Typically Clark won't let me eat on or anywhere near a bed. But on vacation, that rule goes out the window.
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chinatown!
I had a Chinese lady try to instruct me on the proper use of chop sticks. This was the most frustrating meal I have ever eaten (not shown). I was not provided a fork and I had too much pride to ask for one. I need practice...badly.
Lantern lit streets.
Lombard Street. The curvy road that is apparently an international sensation. Poor residents. Tourists constantly blocking the street to get the perfect picture.
Adam Richman totally ate here. And so did we! Delicious!
A random park on one of our walks overlooking the city.
Ocean Beach.
Whoops. Haight-Ashbury got tossed in here somehow. Cool little district with lots of shopping. Clark and I both indulged in hats at the Goorin Bros. However, Clark spent three times as much as me. Boy has expensive taste.
Back to Ocean Beach.
Waves are chasing me!
Our to-do list. We managed to do everything on our list, and then some. We are that good.
Another foggy day. Golden Gate bridge in background.
I spy a Clark at the USS San Francisco Memorial.
Cool Overlook.
A nice stranger offered to take our picture. And she done good.
And...... were back in Utah. Maybe we'll make it out to these salt flats next.
