So after getting close to 12 hours of sleep, we were wide-eyed and bushy-tailed! We had a great last day in San Francisco.We started off with breakfast at McDonalds. The breakfast at the hotel was too sketchy for my taste. Kinda sad how McDonalds was more safe than that, right?

After our nutritious breakfast, we walked across the street to Boudin Bakery where they make the sourdough bread and you can watch from the street. They make some crazy stuff out of bread, like sea turtles and crabs. Clark was particularly fond of the alligator though!

We took a stroll down a less busy pier, and we came across this little Asian woman fishing with just a line and some bait. Much to our surprise, she was pulling in crabs!





















We headed back to Pier 39 one last time, and we passed by the Christmas tree. We had seen it a million times, but after taking a closer look we realized that it was a real tree. This thing is MASSIVE. (If you look closely, you can see me at the base by the green present.)





















After wandering around, we picked up some Subway and walked to the beach a few blocks away. It was beautiful, but very cold... and people were swimming in the water. I question their decision making process.
















After lunch, I decided that the hot chocolate from the previous evening wasn't going to satisfy my Ghiradelli cravings. So we shared a Gold Rush sundae... vanilla ice cream, melted peanut butter, hot fudge... My three favorite food groups.























With my sweet tooth being sufficiently satisfied, we moved on to more serious matters. Riding a cable car. Because I had never ridden one and I was dead-set on doing it. Luckily Clark puts up with my ridiculous demands.
















Seriously though, I was so excited.
















Just look at my face after we got off. Pure joy.
















We took one last jaunt down Lombard Street...





















And we said farewell to our scary hotel... seriously, this picture doesn't do it justice. It's one of those "you-had-to-be-there" situations.
















However, before we left, we had one last thing to do.
DUH.
















Clark and I did some real exploring when we found World War 1 bunkers by where we had parked. My dad would have loved these, I wish we had known they were there when we went two years ago!
















And finally... The Golden Gate Bridge.
















Represent! It's a UVU thing..

















Until next time San Francisco...