Seriously, I can see the island of Alcatraz from the doorstep of the apartment we have rented for this week.*
That’s right– Saturday I ditched the snowy tundra and caught a flight to San Francisco, baby. My niece Lauren and I are here for seven days of fun and exploration and so far . . a bit overwhelming– the streets are FLIPPING STEEP, but so much to share– more soon.
*okay, I might be wrong and it may not be Alcatraz– but I think it is– are there other rocky islands floating out there?