Babymoon

 

With Baby Boy on his way, a babymoon was in order.  Dave and I spent the weekend in San Francisco for our first real vacation without Kate.

We checked into our room at the Ritz Carlton (got a screamin’ good deal too)…

Got one amazing couple’s massage…and yes, I”ll expound.  While I’ve had a few massages in my day, this was the first time the masseuse was gutsy enough to venture down to my squeezy cheeks zone.  And while it felt ‘nice’ I suppose, there’s still something very unsettling about having a stranger rub your bum (especially by a same-sex masseuse in San Francisco).  Oh, well.  It certainly eased my pregnancy pains, and I think Dave’s too.

Once we got out of the hotel, we ran into a couple of crazies…

Ate lavishly (and at this little gem twice)…

Saw some sites…

Chinatown

Rode on the cable and street cars…

Got our Disney fix… This museum housed original scripts, concept art, letters, awards, photos, and other Walt Disney memorabilia.

Took the tour of Alcatraz… At first this place looked like nothing more than a pile of rocks, but they had a seriously cool audio tour narrated by actual prison guards and prisoners that taught us a lot about the prison. It kept our undivided attention for the whole visit (which I am still amazed by).

We learned all about some of its infamous prisoners (aka-Al Capone, the “Birdman,” and many others). We explored the cellhouse, solitary confinement, the dining hall, the control room, the showers, the library, etc.  But my favorite part was hearing about escapes, and seeing the escape routes. Very cool.  Research the place if you get a minute.

And my very favorite part of the trip….

WICKED!!!

I was very suprised that I liked it as much as I did.  While you can sign me up for most any Broadway show, I generally tend to get bored at some point in every show (the truth comes out).  But not this one.  The cast was awesome; Glinda was hilarious. So glad we got to see it at its home in San Francisco before it leaves next week.

So anyway, that was our trip!  Aside from LOTS of walking, and lots of dough spent on taxis, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Loved having some one-on-one with my Number One, and so glad he believes in silly traditions like “babymoons” too.  But, boy, were we both so glad to see our little girl after only 2 nights away from her!  We’re such wussies, huh?