San Fran

 

We landed in SF on Sunday afternoon, it’s only a 3.5 hour flight from Dallas thankfully. We checked into the Hilton in Union Square at 4pm – my work organised this as the event was on here – and had met Fran’s childhood friend Stephen by 4.30. Stephen works in the Dublin office so it was a great opportunity for a reunion; we hadn’t seen him since our wedding and Fran was delighted to catch up. Golden State Warriors were playing Portland Blazers in the NBA so we had bought tickets and needed to be at the game for 6. It was great to see the game live and the entertainment between play is nuts! But Fran and I preferred the hockey. Getting spoilt!

Monday morning we went to Alcatraz. We both loved this, such a cool trip. I didn’t know much about the history of the island beyond what Nicolas Cage taught me so the tour was really interesting. They have old guards and prisoners speaking and it’s very sad at times. I’m a bit of a bleeding heart liberal it would appear.

 



Fran was going XC biking on Wednesday when I was working so we sorted that out on Monday afternoon. The bike shops are great there….huge choice and variety. Monday night I had a team dinner in a Mexican restaurant….Tuesday morning we did a bus tour of SF, it was a great way to see a city when we had limited time. It’s a small city so we got to see everything in a 2.5 hour loop.

 

 

That night we had such a good meal in a steakhouse called Mortons. It had all we look for in a restaurant – walking distance, steak and awesome sides. It had great reviews on Yelp as well…we’re not complete fools. We couldn’t decide on sides and opted for onion rings and fries – Franman won – so the waiter gave us free asparagus as he had been to Galway! Everyone loves Galway.

 

I was working on Wednesday so Fran went mountain biking with a private guide. They went up into the hills and he had a blast. Was so tired when he got back that night. Poor lamb. We had another steak that night…..I know, I know we’re awful. But it’s hard to beat a good steakhouse in the US and I had overdosed on Mexican.

Thursday morning we met Stephen for breakfast and then drove to Lake Tahoe. We packed loads into our few days in SF but it was great to see so much. On Tuesday when we got back we had a few hours in the city so we went to Boudin in Fishermans wharf for lunch. It’s super touristy but was so good. They are famous for their sourdough bread and we had soup in bread bowls and sandwiches…I will definitely have to try and recreate.

Fran ate himself sick!


And we went back to see the seals at Pier 39 – Fran loved then

And with that we walked back through the city getting some presents and got a taxi to the airport. Sad that the holiday was over but always nice to go home.

Thanks for reading!

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