When I last left you, I had been caught in the rain and decided to take a break back at the hotel. I was terrible at writing in my travel journal (though I did start), but that night I think we ate dinner with Taylor’s coworkers at the delicious and seemily famous Scoma’s near the Fisherman’s Wharf. It was as delicious as I remembered from our honeymoon.
Throughout the rest of the trip, I got to see so many things I didn’t get to see on our honeymoon.
I went to the Farmer’s Market at the Ferry Building and bought some fresh strawberries which I enjoyed while sitting on a park bench watching the water and the Bay Bridge.
One evening I made Taylor walk with me a few blocks up to the Grace Cathedral. Again, just fantastically beautiful inside and out.
To say I rode the cable car ALOT would be an understatement. A few times I even snagged one of coveted spots standing on back of the car. I just loved the feeling climbing up the hills, hanging off the back taking photos.
Early on in the trip, when we still had the rental the car, we drove up the twisting, turning highway 1 a while. We stopped at a few beautiful overlook spots. Although it was drizzling, windy and cold, it was so beautiful. I just absolutely love seeing where the ocean meets the mountains. 
You can already tell I did a lot of wandering around. I got pictures of all the hearts in Union Square, right across from our hotel. This one was my favorite. 
I snapped a photo of this smART Car for my mom.
On the day before I left I really got around town. I rode the bus out toward Castro and visited the Mission Dolores. Both the outsides and insides were just breath taking.
I trekked out to see the Painted Ladies at Alamo Square. I’ll admit, that while the houses are beautiful, I was a little disappointed that there weren’t more of them. I guess I just pumped myself up thinking there’d be tons of these beautiful houses all around, but that wasn’t the case.
I also went to the Palace of Fine Arts,
on my walk to Golden Gate Park, where I people watched and walked closer and closer to get the perfect shot of the Golden Gate Bridge.
I also dog watched, and spied this cute, chubby little fellow getting some exercise. I couldn’t help but laugh watching him fall so far behind the other dogs in his dog walker’s pack.
And of course no trip to San Francisco is complete without a scare from the Bush Man (Google it).
I’m planning on doing one more post about some of my favorite food and attractions in San Francisco, but in the mean time, you tell me…have you been to San Francisco? What are your favorite things?
More of what I am talking about Go pictures, Go pictures….. Looks like a beautiful trip.