San Francisco is Cold
Spencer and I drove up to visit my sister in San Francisco last week during his Fall break. He hadn’t been to the city since 2010 when he looked like this:
This time we had a little more time to spend and even had one sunny day/afternoon before the wind came up. Every time I visit San Francisco, I am shocked by how cold it is. I don’t remember it being so bad when I went all the time in college. I must have been used to weather back then from living in Northern California. Any amount of time in the coastal Southern part of the state turns a person in to a weather wimp.
We had so much fun! Took Spencer to the San Francisco Zoo (highly recommend the grizzly feeding at 11:30 am) and the Exploritorium. Spencer went on his first underground train (this was during the BART strike so MUNI it was) and he blew bubbles off a roof deck. He loved his big city adventure, but I think he might have loved the orange kitty that lived in a bookstore in the Mission most of all.
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