The Grace Cathedral on Nob Hill.
Inside the Grace Cathedral.
A view from my window. A former home, now a private club.
Front view of the mansion. Our hotel in right corner.
Ghirardelli Building behind me.
Supper at the Wharf.
Ghirardelli and Peter…
Down by the bay–Alcatraz behind the sail boat.
I am tuckered. Sometimes we walk for six hours straight. It is a busy place, living downtown San Fran.
Walked around Pacific Heights last night. So many fascinating Victorian homes. Ended up returning to the hotel too pooped to move. We had walked a total of 12 hours that day! We watched Benjamin Button in our bedroom and ordered room service. We always end up splitting a club house sandwich. It goes a long way, and we’re usually not that hungry.
I stopped at a charming Japaneses Sushi house on the way up to the hotel at lunch. I had a giant bento box that filled me up for life. It was a first for us: eating sushi for Easter in our Suite in San Fran.
We are renting a car today. Will drive to San Jose to shop–Peter is determined to buy a Ralph Lauren suit jacket. My past memories of San Jose are HOT! San Fran always stays relatively cool in the evenings with the ocean wind. But inland, watch out!
Some more pics of our San Fran adventure–above.
So happy my babies had a great Easter back at home with Granny and Auntie T, Joop and Kyran.
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