We had a Disneyland trip in the works for a while with Ty's brother Dave and his family, but the week before the trip, Dave's boss turned all Ebenezer Scrooge on him and decided that he had to stay and work on a project. Can you picture that? A grumpy guy in a scarf and top hat stealing Mickey ears off of Dave's small children while their lips quiver? Yeah, that's the image that came into my mind.
The Disneyland trip might happen another time, but Ty had already arranged to have the days off, so we decided to take our little family on a long weekend trip. The previous week, we had met up with some French friends of ours and their toddler in the city (we met them on top of a pyramid in Mexico three years ago, hit it off, and stayed in touch), and I was again struck by the fact that people travel thousands of miles every day to visit San Francisco. So instead of needing to "get away," we decided to do a staycation right here in San Francisco and surrounding areas. It was wonderful.
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Our French friends were still in town, so we met up with them once more to hike Lands End, a stunning and breezy hike with views that took our breath away. I felt simultaneous elation at its views and remorse at not having seen them sooner. We have been here nearly four years and are just getting around to some of the most worthwhile attractions! We obviously vowed to do better.
We took a picnic lunch to Golden Gate Park, where I tried to squelch the twitch that developed at the thought of just how little sleep T was getting. But it was a lovely, blue-sky day, and we had a wonderful time with our friends. We stopped at the Ice Cream Bar before sharing bisous, vowing to come visit them in Paris as soon as we can, and parting ways.
The next morning, we took another breathtaking drive west to Point Reyes. I couldn't believe how much it resembled Ireland. Rolling, velvety green hills, more cows than we could count (though T insisted on an enthusiastic and lyrical "MOO!" at every sighting), dramatic cliffs and views of the ocean. We weren't prepared for just how much we'd love this little spot of land. We got to the stairs leading down to the lighthouse, and were met with a warning sign: "Caution. There is strenuous effort required to climb these stairs which are equivalent to a 30-story building." I told Ty he'd be carrying T up the stairs on our way back, which he agreed to, and down we went. The lighthouse was lovely, and we got there just in time to see a whale and her little calf swim by! After a time at the lighthouse, we turned around to come up the stairs, but T made it very clear he had no intention of being carried. So Little Man reached up, grabbed whosever hand was available, and climbed all 30 stories all by himself. We passed adults and teenagers alike who were pausing to catch their breath, but our determined boy just kept climbing. We thought he'd be tired, but when we got to the top of the stairs, he actually started running up the path that led to the cars. Everyone got a big kick out of that.
The drive south was just as beautiful as the drive over from Petaluma, as it met up with Highway 1. The winding roads along the ocean with dramatic cliffs and secluded beaches had me going, "Ty! Look at that!" with each turn. We had lunch at our two favorite places in Mill Valley (we just got a smaller portion at both, since we couldn't decide!), Sol Food and Tony Tutto's, before heading back through the city.
As soon as we were within view of San Francisco, we were immediately met with traffic, although if you have to be stuck, this is a pretty good view to have. This grand ol' bridge never gets old to me. I get a thrill every time I see it.
One last stop for ice cream in the city (I have officially found my favorite milkshake in all the land -- the Straus Family Creamery coconut milkshake sold at Roam Burgers. I wanted a gallon of it!), and then home to put our tired little good sport in bed. We had such a fabulous time and only ventured about two hours from our home. This trip solidified for me that I really am a Northern California girl now, and that I could easily spend the rest of my life here. Tyler and I couldn't get over how lovely the whole weekend was (crib escapee notwithstanding), and how much we can't wait to do it again!