Monday

Today was our last day in San Francisco. So much to see, so much rain the last few days, and so little time! To start our day we bought ferry tickets to get to Sausalito and then decided we'd somehow figure out how to get to Muir Woods. We bought our tickets and then had about a 30 minute wait so we decided to go check out the sea lions. Sea lions are crazy creatures. Barking, fighting, jumping into and out of the water and sun bathing.

On the ferry to Sausalito we had another view of the Golden (orange/red) Gate Bridge. So, like every tourist, we took another picture because 400 pictures of it wasn't enough but 401 was perfect. The sun was shining so it felt much warmer but the wind on the ferry was still a bit chilly.

We made it to Sausalito and stopped at the visitor kiosk to ask how to get to Muir Woods. We were told that she wasn't really sure but we should turn left to see a great view of the city (rolls eyes) and to check at some harbor place. So, we thought about checking out the "great view" and then figured we'd had enough "great views" for the trip and went to the harbor place. Good thing we did because a shuttle was just leaving for Muir Woods and it was only $18/person (versus about $70 for a tour). We hopped on the shuttle, driven by a pretty cool guy. After some interrogation, and paraphrasing, he's basically "living the dream" and spends his time doing crazy stuff like hang gliding, surfing, kite boarding, mountain biking, etc. Anyway, we were headed to Muir Woods and the picture is of Kelsey standing next to one of the giant redwood trees. Really cool place to go! Probably my favorite of the entire trip.

Notice how excited I am after seeing all of the giant redwoods and sequoias. Either that or it might have been when Kelsey said, "this is our last day in San Francisco" and it could be my "NO! NOT BACK TO FARGO!" face.

This is one of those huge redwoods. The picture does it little to no justice. In person they are GIGANTIC. I would have brought a specimen home but they confiscated my ax and saw at the entrance. Hopefully the wealthiest 1% in America finds a way to buy Muir Woods and sell the wood to help the economy. As beautiful as the park was I couldn't help but feel socialist, communist, and anti-American enjoying the trees as a piece of nature rather than enjoying them as a patio, porch, deck, or supporting the sheet rock in a brand new home.

If all goes as planned, we will be back in Fargo tomorrow. I would say, "hopefully we bring the 50's and 60's with us" but that would most likely put the city under water. So I at least hope we bring some almond butter and sourdough bread with us.