"FranCISco. That's fun to say. FranCISco."
A couple weeks ago I took Mr. Smiley on his first plane ride. My Dad, his wife Karen and I ventured north to the great area of the Bay to visit my Grandparents. My Grandpa turned 90 years old last week so there was a celebration in order. All 4 of my aunts and my Dad all were able to be there and that hadn't happened in over 15 years. We had a wonderful dinner and then a short program. Unfortunately I have no pictures of the get together as my Aunt Kathy was the designated photographer and I left my camera in the car. Hopefully I'll get those soon.
My Grandpa and Grandma each took a turn and spoke to us. It was wonderful to hear their advice, counsel and joy in their family. It was a little bitter sweet because it felt a little like when the fathers in the scriptures gather their children around them to speak to and bless right before they die. I hope that is not the last time I hear my Grandpa talk in person but it very well could be. We just don't get the opportunity to go see them very often. It was wonderful to see my aunts and cousins as well--especially the ones I hadn't seen in years.
Saturday night after visiting with my Grandparents in the morning we decided to do the touristy thing and head into the city. All my life I have wanted to see Alcatraz but never have. We thought we would try to go out there but this is as close as we got. The ferrys were filled for the day. Oh well, next time.
We ate at Bubba Gump's and then walked along Pier 39 and Fisherman's Wharf where we had to take a picture at the "Photo Spot" of course (Thanks Coca Cola for letting us know where to take pictures). Then headed up to Ghirardelli Square for some yummy treats! I had a peanut butter hot fudge sundae. I would love to hug whoever thought of putting peanut butter and chocolate and ice cream together. Does it get any better than that?
The rest of the weekend we just hung out and visited with my Aunts and Grandparents. Then we flew home on Monday. It was a great trip!