A year ago Chris and I were in San Francisco having the most stressful weekend of our lives. We had originally planned to go because it was the closest place to take our Texas Teaching tests. We didn't know why it was in California, but that is what the website said. We decided to make a weekend out of it and we bought Wicked tickets.
It turns out that the tests were not actually in San Francisco but we decided to go anyways.
We drove out and then we were in the city. We drove the wrong way on a one-way street. Got honked at for not going at a red light, saw poop-in-a-bag, got swindled out of $5, froze, and left early.
The best day was when we drove the Golden Gate Bridge. We drove along the beach and it was so peaceful and calm. We went to the beach and played in a fort.
We still talk about the steak and fries in the picture. We will someday recreate that steak. It was so good.
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