I Left My Heart in San Francisco
On Sunday i ate most of one of those clam-chowder-in-bowl-made-of-bread things and fed the rest to the pigeons. I love pigeons. They are doves with poor coloring and rough lives. You can't hold their appearance and reputation against them.
Then we went on this boat ride, where adam got sea sick and i had a great time. I stood at the front with my hair blowing back. we went right under the golden gate bridge. (this always gets me--it's red)
Lunch @ rainforest cafe. awesome!! we were seated in the ocean and i had the "plant sandwitch" Ashley and i snuck up to the 3rd floor to dance and throw crayons
China town-- I bought the best hat ever! i love it, but my family was kind of embarrassed of me.
This morning i got up, had great hotel breakfast, and played with the cute chihuahua/pug mix belonging to other guest. Then I lied in the hammock by the fountain in the courtyard and read White Oleander.
Went to beach. there is sand in my hair and my nose is burnt. The ocean always makes me feel so small and insignificant--i love it.
I have great pictures of all of this; i'll post them later.