It was a wild weekend. SF was visited by a group of friends from across the world- we had England, Boston, New York, Washington D.C., Cleveland, Seattle, Portland, and Los Angeles all represented at our fun meet up (and, of course, those of us from the Bay). This group braved the rain and cold to have a terrific time.
It started on Thursday for me, when I picked up a group at the airport. It was, of course, raining, which was really disappointing because I realy wanted to show off my city! The rainy weather continued on Friday, but that didn't seem to deter me, or the rest of us. Photographic evidence shows me having a grand old time boogie-ing down that night. Saturday I awoke with quite a headache, but also a date at The Rock.
I have only visited Alcatraz one other time, when I was about 19. This time, it was a night tour. We landed at the dock just before the sun started setting. We got lucky, too; the weather had cleared up and we were able to see the stunning skyline of San Francisco! Alcatraz has a creepiness about it...it isn't really scary, it isn't really sad, just a weird feeling kind of takes you over when you arrive. As you think about the prisoners, you can't help but wonder what it was like for them to see the City just a little over a mile from them, pristine and free. That view, and knowing you couldn't get over there, was punishment enough, I would think! After our tour we headed back out for the evening. I didn't feel well, but I did hang in there until last call. This must have been some sort of record for me, of late!
Sunday was a lazy day lounging around my house. We watched Superbad, ate pizza, and laughed about the limo ride the night before.
It is always amazing to me that a group of people from all over the place, bonded by our love for and research of travel, can come together like we've known each other forever and have a great time. It is, I think, a real testament to the people involved. I can't wait until the next time!
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