Anyway, this week I experienced the better part of those memories with my own kids. For sure, the hardest part was getting there. Such a long drive! We ponied up a chunk of cash for a DVD player installed in the van. The kids watched movies with headphones while Brandon and I listened to an audio book. Pretty great way to travel if you have to drive.
These were the man-made trees or windmills. We stopped at a roadside market selling fresh fruit and tried our first taste of Plumcots--a mix of plum and apricot. They were delicious!
Finally, our GPS announced that we had arrived at our destination, a hotel just outside of San Francisco. The kids were eager to jump on the beds and splash in the outdoor pool. So it began...
DAY 1: Sunday in San Francisco: death-defying ride on a moto, model T, and a visit to the Oakland temple.
We joined Uncle Wendell and his family for 9:00 a.m. church. It was really cool to experience the same church with a new group of people--a very diverse group too. Speaking was a woman from Africa dressed in full African regalia and a man from India. Wendell's wife was made Relief Society President, which means she will be responsible for the spiritual and temporal welfare of all the women in her area. She'll be great.
After church, we hung out at Wendell's for some unconventional Sunday fun:
Next we toured the grounds of the beautiful Oakland Temple overlooking the Bay area.
Lastly, we took a ride around town and to the beach in the famous Model T...circa 1919
What a day. We dropped off Wendell, drove to our hotel, watched some TLC and went to bed.
DAY 3: We hiked through the magnificent Redwoods, had a picnic at Stinson beach, stopped for ice cream in Sausalito and drove home across the fog enshrouded Golden Gate Bridge.