Californication

San Fransisco. Home of the Golden Gate and Bay Bridge. Home of the Trolly Cars. Home of Nob Hill, the craziest street in America. Home of a LOAD of Hobos.

Here's my trip in a Nutshell

-Woke up at 4 in the morning to catch the plane. Travelled all thanksgiving, then that night gained what was it, 6 pounds? Yes, 6 pounds of solid food. I wish I had taken a picture of the food.

-Checked into out hotel. Sleep sleep sleep. Woke up. Did a brisk walk to Fishermans Warf, a great place. I met a metal man there!

After that we went back to the hotel and crashed for like 5 hours to catch up on the jetlag.

That night was my first encounter with the subway hobos. They are the scariest. One of them smelled so bad that I dry heaved a little bit and had to walk away. Then there was the awesome crazy cat throwing hobo chick. She kept licking her lips and staring with cracked out eyes. It was so scary.

We went to our cousins house in the Hills that night, the same place I managed to eat 6 pounds of food. There I had about the same in leftovers. So much pie. So so much.

The next day, Saturday, was a huge day. We woke up at our leisure, thank the lord, and went to a science museum. It was so crowded that it wasn't that fun, and I blew 10 dollars on a stinky, dry sandwhich there. The one cool part was the roof, of which I have a picture. In person it was much more attractive and exciting.

The grassy domes serve two main purposes. They naturally keep the building cool in the summer and warmer in the winter, expending only the energy to water and feet them.

And there were palm trees. Enough said.

Ater that I went to the Phantom of the Opera, the musical. Probably the only cool musical out there. The cramped seats, racist against tall people, were almost worth it.

After the performance, which had me listening to the main theme song over and over again, we travelled to the bay bridge, where we chilled some with an AMAZING view while we waited for our restraunt to open.

-Note on the resturant: it cost a little over 900 dollars for the 12 of us, including two very young children, to eat. Its called the Epic Roasthouse. The Prime Rib, Creme Brulee, and Tenderloin were...maybe not worth 900 dollars but in any case quiet amazing.

That night, after feeling exceedingly guilty for eating vast amounts of food and getting almost no exercise, me and my sister ran the stairs of our 32 story hotel twice. It was hard to walk for two days after.

Saturday we woke early to get to Big Basin. Some of the most beautiful Old Growth Redwood Trees can be found here. It's humbling, to be so small and so young compared to these giants of the forest. They seem so very ancient, as if they are watching and learning, and have been doing so for hundreds of years. Majestic and strong, they are a glimps of the past. When you look at some of the biggest ones, you are looking at a tree who has survied through the callapse of Rome, the Dark ages, the Cold War. Its been through the rise and fall of Alexandar the Great, Gengis Kahn, the Soviet Union. Pure wonder, thats what it is. Proof that objects of old still exist, still live on, and will probably do so long after I've left, and even my kids, and my kid's kids.

Ha sorry about that, I just really enjoyed the hike =)

-We got lost for a little bit

Anyways, on monday we flew home, it was the one time I had computer access and I desperatly did my revise on english and did math while cramped into a small airplane seat. I got the Window seat though, so that made it better.

That's my trip in a nutshell, and because it was based on visiting family for Thanksgiving, I feel its appropriate to say I'm thankful for the trip to the fullest extent of the meaning of thankfulness. It was really a pleasure.