Oh my gosh, J and I went to San Francisco back in October to celebrate with my cousin at her wedding. Just the two of us.
My cousin was my very first best friend, and my brother and I spent a LOT of time with her family growing up. In fact, we used to joke that, because of our coloring, I was really my aunt's daughter and my cousin was really my mom's daughter. The wedding and surrounding celebration was a fulfilling time with cousins and aunts and uncles. There's just nothing like family to remind you of yourself.
Here are a bunch of (very tardy) photos of this luxurious, relaxing, exploring trip.
Walking around the Mission District, where we stayed
Crab sandwiches on the Pier
Bread = alligators, turtles, and lobsters. Also, the baker has a speaker from outside, so when you whisper "She's kind of socially awkward," your husband whispers back "She can hear you.".
Roped into an impromptu comedy video
Family wedding photos, including these photos of my grandparents
My ever-creative cousins' wedding decor art
Walking to Lombard Street
The Crookedest Street in the World
The Crookedest Street in the World behind us.
A must-visit, because without this street, I may not exist.....My dad sent my mom a postcard of this street, begging her to move to San Diego to be with him. And so it came to be, and so I came to be.
Classic San Francisco
J and I rented bikes
And biked across the Golden Gate Bridge! Best thing ever.
The bridge on the bridge
Justin took these two on the ferry back from Sausalito...while I was sick with coconut water poisoning at a table inside
Our Victorian Inn reminded us of Downton Abbey..."And I do love this place." - J