Been there, done that

My daughters rode the cable cars of San Francisco, hanging from the outside poles, dangling & bouncing up & down the hills. One found it exhilarating, the other, OK. They walked the streets of China town & went in every crappy, touristy gift store . One bought a tee shirt that turned out to be a child's extra large rather than adult & the other purchased nothing. They roamed Fisherman's Wharf & watched the fog roll over the hills & engulf the bay. One went on a boat tour with her dad around Alcatraz & under the Golden Gate Bridge. The other, people watched & had hot cocoa & pastries at a sidewalk table with me. They had hot fudge sundays two days in a row at Ghiradelli Square, rode across the Golden Gate Bridge, got somewhat car sick winding down to Sausalito & had Sunday brunch at the Cliff House Restaurant. On the drive to & from, they saw some beautiful views of the coast, wound through a redwood forest, passed countless acres of wine grapes & agriculture and watched a couple of movies. So,the girls have been to San Francisco and my dog has gas. OXOX