Thursday, September 30, 2010

IT SUCKS TO BE ANYONE ELSE OTHER THAN US


Gary and I had taken a cruise with some good friends four years ago. Well since that time, we didn't lose track of each other, we just lost what was important, and that was enjoying each other's company again.

So we planned a trip to San Francisco, Dennis, Connie, Guy, Judy, Joe, Annette, Gary and I. Dennis and Connie had been there several times before so they were the tour guides. What great tour guides they were. They had the hotel, the transportation, the thought of where to eat, what to see and definitely what to drink.

I had been there 26 years before when I was pregnant with my last baby. Oh boy has it changed. The tourist traps have become plentiful; the restaurants, a million of them; and the skyscrapers not only grew up, but out. So off we go for our little three day tour.

The world is an amazing place and when I start traveling in it, I realize how small and minuet I am in this world. Just getting on the plane I was sitting next to a guy that was from Brooklyn, NY. He was about 35 years old, owned his own small shop in Brooklyn for most of his life and he said he was "home sick" because he was so use to buildings and people being in every square inch of his existence and now between NY and CA there was too much property it made him feel lost. I am sure I would have felt totally opposite. It's all in your eyes of the world.

When we got there we checked in, went for a quick lunch, and then the rest of them showed up. We headed for Fisherman'sWharf. It was fun walking down the wharf and it was funnier to see the sea lions out on the dock.





We then just walked and saw the trolley cars and the rest of the wharf. We finally left and headed for dinner at Spengers. Gary and I were dying for good seafood and that is what we got from a 120 year old establishment.

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