wedding anniversary trip, part 2.
Sorry this post is a little late in coming (considering our anniversary was what, 11 days ago?) but life has been one hectic ride lately. But isn’t it always?
Back to the point – our fun, 3-day anniversary trip to San Francisco!
We arrived in the Bay Area on Thursday, late morning. We didn’t want to have to mess with car rentals so we opted for the train – from the airport into the city. Way cheaper than a rental car or a cab, and pretty convenient, in my opinion. Thankfully, we’ve had some experience riding trains (from visiting family in Seattle) so we weren’t nervous about this. Besides, I love train rides! We got into the city several hours before the normal check-in time at our hotel so we dropped off our luggage at the front desk and walked around, trying to find a place to eat and hang out at for a couple of hours.
First food stop – Honey Honey Cafe & Crepere:
We finally checked into our hotel (I highly recommend Hotel Beresford – we got a great deal for $97 a night, the staff was really nice, the accommodations were clean and comfortable, a light continental breakfast was included and the hotel wasn’t far from Union Square and the cable cars) and cleaned up a bit.
We didn’t want to be out too late in an unknown city so we went exploring after we got settled into our room. We usually don’t like to do too many touristy things (to avoid the crowds) but since we knew nothing of the city, touristy was the name of our game. We walked a couple of blocks to the nearest cable car stop, hopped on and rode all the way down to the waterfront, to Hyde Street Pier near Ghirardelli Square:
We passed Lombard Street (aka the crookedest street in America) on the way down to the waterfront so we decided to walk to it . . . all uphill. Eeeek. I consider myself to be in pretty good shape, but ohmyword, my calves were on fire!
Once we got to Lombard, we saw the street curving down, sat down to rest then made the smart decision to hop on a cable car back to our hotel. Yep, we were smart. Our calves were thanking us. Then it was dinner time at Piraat Pizzeria and Rotisserie:
We ended our night by going back to our hotel, watching some TV and crashing. We were so tired from walking and with the time change (2 hours time difference for us)! Good times, though, for our first day in San Francisco.
To be continued . . .