San Francisco. It's been over a year since I last visited San Francisco, and so Shane and I decided to drive up there this past weekend, with no itinerary in particular except to see the Golden Gate Bridge. I wanted to bring Lincoln with us since Lincoln often has to stay home on the weekends when I go off... I mean, he isn't very good at ice climbing, but San Francisco seemed up his alley.
Anyways, we stayed a little outside of the main part of San Francisco. We got in Friday night and went out to the Occidental Cigar Club which was alright except, we ended up not being in the mood for it, but then I was starving, so at about 10pm we hit up this restaurant next to the cigar bar called BrindisiCucina Di Marewhere I had the most amazing gnocchi with peas, mushrooms, and truffle oil. Oh god. I ate the whole plate.
The next morning, we were like, "Let's drink a lot today." I mean, give me a break, I've been so athletic and healthy lately, I needed a weekend of complete oppositeness. Yes that's a word. We started getting our drink on at a brunch spot in San Francisco called Home Plate. Crab Cakes Benedict with a liter of Mimosa.... goodness. Yes, I take pictures of my food. Betcha wish you did too.
Except I forced Shane to take some selfies with me first because I'm hip like that. Golden Gate Bridge behind us.
Took a selfie of this bird just chillen outside the wine festival. He gets it.
The San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition. Apparently it is one of the biggest wine festivals in the country, lucky us! It was $80 per person though... unlucky us. We paid it regardless. Seemed like destiny.
They gave out so many freebies at this festival: free bread, juices, cookies, granola bars, zico water, toasted coconut, jams, the list is endless...
My teeth always turn red when I drink wine, so I wanted to get a "before" picture, to capture my non-stained teeth before we did too much tasting.
Then we got roped into taking a photo for BevMo's instagram page. Shane dressed in props like a bro.
Slowly getting more intoxicated...Don't judge me.
Got these sweet (free) Stella Artois glasses.
My red teeth are beginning to show at this point.
Making friends with strangers.
Proudly displaying my red teeth. They could be worse.
Then we went to GHIRARDELI SQUARE!
I may have had too much to drink at that wine festival...
We passed out back at the hotel around 7 with the best intentions of waking up in an hour to go back out downtown. 4 hours later, I was ordering pizza from the hotel room instead. Ooops.
Next morning, we decided that instead of being touristy in San Francisco, we would drive the Pacific Coast Highway back home since we had all Sunday to kill and it's one of those bucket list items that I felt like I would never actually do.
We started off visiting the Golden Gate Bridge first. Lincoln is so well traveled.
Then we took a wrong turn, but saw these sweet house boats!
On to the PCH! I took so many pictures of the PCH that I'm just going to show my favorites. I basically had my camera out my window the entire time.
Had to get out for these gorgeous wildflowers and take this epic pic with Lincoln, the well traveled greyhound.
We stopped about 4 hours into our drive and had lunch on the side of the road.
Shane was only slightly sick of me taking a billion pictures of him. :)
I wish I could say Lincoln did this pose on the first try, but he's camera shy sometimes. This was take 5. Whatever, I still tricked him into looking at me.
Somehow caught Lincoln sticking his tongue out on the car ride, and can't stop laughing at this.
Sleeping on your double chin is tops.
See, happy cows do live in California. Except, don't drive down I-5, pretty sure that is a cow death camp. I prefer my cows to live the good life, like this one, chillen near the ocean waves... not a care in the world.
Lincoln is like a teenager. He didn't appreciate the drive at all, and just slept the entire time and was moody. I try to culture him... I do.
Then we saw a ton of elephant seals! We pulled off the side of the road for this one.
We got off the PCH around Morro Bay and headed inward towards Bako. Took about 9 hours with stops to go from San Francisco to Morro Bay, but it was worth it. Saw some pretty epic places I'd like to go back to, and we had a pretty gorgeous day on the PCH. I definitely recommend it if you have the time and its not too foggy. Anyways, another fantastic weekend for 2014.