The San Francisco Treat

For our anniversary, David took me to see Wicked...in San Fransisco! I took pictures of every inch of the trip just for this moment. You need to check it all out and be super excited that I'm writing a blog about it. That's right. This makes blog number 2. I'm no longer a one blog wonder.
Anyway, to get there, we flew from Nashville to Detroit, then from there to San Fransisco. Here's a few pictures from the plane. Don't judge. I told you I took pictures of EVERYTHING.






Here we were coming in to Detroit. There was a lot of snow. That meant I needed to take a picture.











And here we were going over the Sierras...not to Detroit...to San Fransisco. I thought it was pretty cool.






OK, so we got to San Fransisco and made it to our hotel. I'm pretty sure they support FHU, because this is what greeted us as we walked in the door:
Literally...when we walked in the door, we pretty much ran into him. He's right. there.
Anyway, we made it up to our room and gave each other our notes from Andrew. He had written us each a note and gave it to the other one with the explicit instructions not to give it to the other person until we got settled. I was all ready for this sweet little note about how much he loves me and how he'll miss me. Here's what we got:
Just in case you can't read it (he's not the best with spacing between words), mine says, "Dear Mommy, I miss y. I hope you don't lose your ipod. From Andrew." David's just says, "Dear Daddy, I hope you don't lose your ipod. From Andrew." Well.....at least he misses me....or the letter Y.
So, on to check out the room and the view from our window. Here's the awesome view:
Across the street was Rainbow Pizza....uh huh...and a cinema. Since the insanely bright lights were on, it's hard to tell what the marque says. I'll help you out: XXX Hotest Porn...something something. I didn't memorize it. Please notice that I said "Hotest" instead of "Hottest." Bless them. Why should they know how to spell? They make enough money without it.
Since I was a little nervous now, I decided it was time to open the bedside table drawer and take a little comfort with the ol' Gideon Bible.


Wait...there's no Bible. Trust me when I say they do not know the Lord here.
There were some complimentary ear plugs, though. Thank goodness, because the noise got so loud at night with all the street noises and the homeless people having parties on the street right below us, that it was almost impossible to sleep without them.




Right outside the hotel was this awesome fountain. Guess what? I have a picture:





We went past it later at night. Turns out this is where a lot of the homeless people take baths.







The rest of the trip was fun, though. We went to China Town, Fisherman's Wharf, the sea lions (which of course, right before we got there, we saw an article that said that most of them had migrated somewhere else) Alcatraz and of course, to see Wicked. Here's just a couple random pictures from there:


Wicked was amazing. The set was beautiful and it was in this old, amazing theatre. Too bad they wouldn't let me take pictures of any of it. :(

Now for my favorite picture of all. There were SO MANY homeless people EVERYWHERE. Most of them were super nice. The others may have been...they were just asleep. I gave one some food. I felt like I did a good deed, even though he probably just sold it for beer. Most of them were trying to earn a little money by doing whatever they could to entertain people...a few were playing instruments, some were trying to be robots, etc. This one was my favorite:

This man didn't have anything out to collect money...I think he was just trying to amuse himself. He had taken a chunk of a tree, and held it in front of himself...then whenever anybody walked by, he moved it and said "HEY" in this super deep, gravelly voice. He looks pretty dumb from the side, but from the front, he makes a pretty convincing shrub. He scared the crap out of me when I walked by him. Then I had to walk down the other side to get this picture. You can see a couple people turning around. He scared them too. Amazing.

That was about it for our trip. It was great....definitely not Tennessee, though!