A San Franciscan Weekend

I’ve already posted so much about our anniversary trip to San Francisco, so I will try to keep the verbiage brief in this post. More show, less tell. Last year, I planned an anniversary trip to Zermatt Resort without telling Blake the location. This year was his turn and he clearly blew Midway out of the water. Wherever we had gone would have been fun, because he was sending me (slightly misleading) pictures throughout the week leading up to the trip and talking about activity options, etc. He joked that it was Wendover and truthfully had me going on that for a bit. (I’ve never been and apologize if that is a favored vacation spot of any of my readers.) Well, San Francisco is just a little more exciting than Midway and Wendover and Pleasant Grove. Just a little.


So Friday afternoon, after our plane landed and we got to our hotel (and I was done jumping up and down with excitement about my first time being in SF), we wandered the city, Union Square, and China Town. Blake and I share a camera now and are always joking about taking credit for each other’s photos since it’s so hard for us to tell which ones which person took. Well, Blake took these next two, and they’re beautiful. I just love how the lighting makes the Square look. This was our dinner view, so, yeah…

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Saturday morning we checked out Pier 39 and the Fisherman’s Wharf. We had lunch at Boudin’s, famous for its sourdough factory, and posed for a few photos (shout out to my IG husband).

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Saturday afternoon we wandered the hills in Victorian neighborhoods, stopped by Lombard Street (the windy street in “What’s Up, Doc?”), did some shopping (for chocolate, of course) at Ghiradelli Square, and visited the Golden Gate Bridge. We eventually got a little bit of sun after an overcast morning, which was perfect for all our walking (with a few Uber rides mixed in).

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That night we gave our feet a rest at AT&T Park watching the Giants get creamed by the Braves. I wish any photo could do justice to the view of the bay from that baseball park. All the heart eyes.


Sunday we attended church and did a little more sightseeing before heading home. I know I always say this type of thing, but Blake and I were truly in need of a vacation together and this was the perfect fit for us. Also, nothing is more romantic than being surprised with such a fun trip. Nothing.