san francisco here we come

and then we drove just a bit further and entered the complete opposite environment...the big city. wow. what a great city. my favorites would have to be the clam chowder by the pier...the sourdough bread....hanging out in union square where the sun shines and people just meet up to sit on the steps and talk or read or drink a cappucino.....the tiny little italian restaurant our friend ryan recommended on the north shore (yum.oh)...walking all over and ending up really high up near lombard street over looking everything and then wandering through russian and not hill admiring the lovely architechture....ed having to obsessively hook the stroller to his belt b/c of the crazy hills there where it wouldve been easier to crawl im sure sometimes....and best of all the street bums who sang to ruby ...and of course the breakdancers...gotta love some good pop and lock skills!