Now to the fun part! Part of the group arrived to San Fran around noon which allowed us get a jumpstart on being an official tourist. I was beyond stoked to cram as much sightseeing as I could into the day. Once we checked into the hotel, we walked in circles at Union Square + had some lunch at Lefty O’Douls (which was totally delicious). From there we made our way to Last Drop Tavern for a much needed drink (I had one of my favorite adult beverages, a Moscow Mule) and we began to plot out what we were going to do with limited time we had.
We all agreed on the following:
- Ride a cable car
- Check out the Fisherman’s Wharf
- Say hey to the seals
- Take a look at Alcatraz
We did it all. And more.
I pretty much want a seal now. Preferably a teacup size seal, I don’t think your average size seal will logistically work in my townhouse. I’m going to add this to my Christmas wish list. After trolling around the Fisherman’s Wharf for a couple hours, we met up with the rest of our party for drinks to celebrate everyone’s arrival. We also had Tommy’s brother join us (he lives in San Francisco) + played tour guide around In-N-Out (major buzzkill I didn’t eat there… that was on my bucket list. I guess I’ll have to go back to San Fran again), Ghiradelli Square (I didn’t get any chocolate either… ANOTHER buzzkill) and finally we landed at his brother’s house for a pit stop.
By this time is was around 8pm. I’d been up for about 17 hours and I was still trucking along. How? I have no idea. I can’t hang like I used to. #imgettingold
All we knew is that we wanted dinner + then go back to the hotel to crash. After we bid farewell to Tommy’s bro we hopped on the cable car towards dinner. If you’re in San Francisco go dine at Hops + Hominy– it was banging. All I know is I inhaled my burger. I’m not going to lie I don’t remember much from dinner (and no it wasn’t the alcohol), it was from being up close to 20 hours.
Day one in San Francisco was a complete success. Up next: my recap of day two in San Francisco + our journey to Napa Valley.
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