After three attempted mutinies, my children finally agreed to leave the hotel room. Seriously. I don’t know if I should admit this, but we were awake at 6 AM, and didn’t leave until 12:30 PM (Neil left for his conference at 9). They’ve developed this great game where they rocket ship off the beds…ummm…yeah.
Rocket ship take off!
Plastic jelly fish on sunglasses shots...
And the world through rose-colored glasses!
Oh yeah, Eleni is styling!We had lunch at the same bagel place we were at yesterday because Eleni will eat plain bagels. The sad part of this story is not that there are tons of other spots we could be eating with far more variety; it’s the fact that this bagel shop is called Noah’s New York Bagels. We’ve come all the way from the east coast to eat east coast bagels on the west coast!
We walked along the Ferry Plaza again (we’ve been here every day now) and listened to a man play a banjo and another man play a clarinet. It was a much busier crowd on a Saturday, and we just fell along with it. We had some gelato and then meandered around the Organic Farmers’ Market (Saturday 10 AM-2 PM). The people manning the stalls were engaging and keen on talking to Alex and Eleni. It was almost as if there was a collective interest in getting the whole pier involved in the wholesome activity of trying and buying fruits and vegetables. Alex and Eleni fell in love with the smell of lavender at the lavender booth, and the woman who grows it, dressed in lavender, was so dear. You have to harvest your lavender early in the morning, or the bees will get you. Who knew?
On our way back to the hotel, we saw this man having his own personal peace jam. His sign told us how all of his equipment had been stolen, and so he had created his own drum set out of household goods. You can imagine how excited a member of my family was at this prospect…
We collapsed into our hotel room. Speaking of which, this is what it looks like.
The outside of the Hyatt
The inside - note the exciting glass elevators!
What the view from our window looks like in the AM (this is the Ferry Plaza on the Embarcadero)
And this is same San Francisco in the afternoon. It's the same thing 3 days in a row now...I'm thinking these are the daily changes.Neil met us soon after, and we set off for the most touristy tourist expedition of SF that you can imagine – I mean, after all, that Rice-a-Roni commercial had to be experienced (isn't that how we were all introduced to SF?) – we took the cable car up to Nob Hill (the high point) and then walked down.
Eleni decided she has had enough.
1920s building in Chinatown. We had dinner on this street, and then the kids played on this awesome playground (pagoda style!).
We’re here now and ready to head off back in the car tomorrow. It’s been a full two days without putting on our seatbelts!
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