All About the Gosselins: Revisiting SF

Sometimes I wish I lived on the east coast.

The states are smaller so it seems like visiting surrounding states

would be that much easier for weekend or day trips. Here in California,

it's a 4 hour drive to Vegas, 12 hours to New Mexico, 7 hours to Arizona...
anything beyond that is not a weekend or day trip worth taking...

It just seems so far to me. We had to drive 18 hours in order to get from

LA to Seattle! THAT was far. Sigh... the grass is always greener, I suppose.

I often dream of living out my life with my family in New York.

When we want to get away and don't have much time, we seek

old favorites and find comfort in them. This time, we relished in seeing the

sun shine on the bay... good ol' San Francisco. No matter how many times I

come back here, the feeling in the pit of my stomach that I'm coming home never changes.
Journey's "Lights" starts playing in my head and you couldn't wipe the smile off my face if you tried.

"San Francisco is perhaps the most
European of all American cities."

- Cecil Beaton
(maybe that's why I love it so much)

"San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every home a poem, every dweller within immortal. That is the whole truth."

- William Saroyan

My 3 outside of Wayfare Tavern

Ella wants to pose with everything she sees. But when I
actually want her taking a photo, she won't look... go figure.

My kids don't understand the concept of needing to hold an adults
hand when they cross a street or parking lot. They all 3 fight us on it.
Ella has run off more times than I can count, making me run after her like a crazy person.
Here, she is calling me the meanest mommy ever for making her hold my hand.

I got the sudden urge, a need almost, to desperately want to take a
photo of the bay as the sun sets with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background.
It was nearing 7:30 and the walk from the Omni to Embarcadero produced no
good results in the sunset department. I was disappointed, to say the least,
and was just going to say never mind.

Here is where Jaclyne steps up. Something along the lines of,
"Go. I got this... I want you to live out every one of your dreams." is said and she
takes the kids to dinner and sends me on my way with cab fare, a fully charged camera,
and a gleam in my eye. That's why she rocks.

I walked/ran down Lombard St. from the Embarcadero ALL
the way down to Pier 39. Not a short distance, let me tell you...
I saw a few piers along the way that I thought might work...

The Bay Bridge

I made it to the end of pier 39, a sweaty mess, just as the sun started dipping behind the hills.

Now is probably where you want to play this song...