Coming Home from San Francisco
Yesterday was our last day in San Francisco. We checked out of the hotel a little after 11am and left our luggage behind the desk so we could go to Fisherman's Wharf. We went to the aquarium, which was nice. Moon jellies again! And we pet the string rays. We returned there later in the day. We walked up and down the wharf, taking pictures, and looked in various stores. I bought myself a pair of lavender lounge pants because they only cost $10 and the ones I do have and wear to bed have holes in them from the cats' claws (mainly Joey's). There was a store called "Fairy Tales" with lots of Amy Brown and Jessica Galbreth prints and fairy figurines. I was very tempted to buy many things, but they were fairly expensive and I don't have much room for more collectibles. I did get a small migraine after the aquarium -- headache, lightheaded and dizzy, and severe nausea. I took 8mg Zofran and still felt nauseated for hours. It was also very sunny and hot, which wasn't helping. I wore a sweater and was sweating like crazy. We ate breakfast at a doughnut shop and lunch/dinner at In-n-Out Burger. We saw the sea lions one last time.
Then we headed back to the hotel and they called a taxi for us. It was kind of expensive, but worth it. My feet were really sore, I still didn't feel well, and it was crowded. We were at the airport a long time and I read and tried to sleep on the floor. Our flight was at 11:55pm and full. We couldn't sleep on the airplane (I never can). Michael's OCD was pretty bad starting when we got to the San Francisco Airport and was bad at O'Hare when we went to get our luggage (which took awhile). My mother arrived and took us home and we went to bed. Mrs. Bates seems to be feeling better for right now.
Then we headed back to the hotel and they called a taxi for us. It was kind of expensive, but worth it. My feet were really sore, I still didn't feel well, and it was crowded. We were at the airport a long time and I read and tried to sleep on the floor. Our flight was at 11:55pm and full. We couldn't sleep on the airplane (I never can). Michael's OCD was pretty bad starting when we got to the San Francisco Airport and was bad at O'Hare when we went to get our luggage (which took awhile). My mother arrived and took us home and we went to bed. Mrs. Bates seems to be feeling better for right now.