California Dreams

So, basically we were like "Hey, isn't California great? Let's just stay here for like a month".  It's warm, the coastline is breathtaking, and there a million and one things to do here in So Cal. (Southern California. That's what they call it here. I'm practically a local.)

After we left San Francisco, we just stayed on the 101 and Hwy 1 and drove along the coast. It's just impossible to tire of that view. First we came to Big Sur, and we quickly realized why it's so famous. It was different than so much of California. It was very laid back and slow. We stayed at this beautiful campsite right on the river and there was no internet of cell service at all. It was.....freeing in a strange way. For a few days, anyway, but then we were going crazy with out it so we left. Pathetic. 

But we were a 5 minute walk from a little strip of shops and restaurants. It was just like a little surfing village. It reminded us a bit of Tofino, but smaller. So we camped and roasted hot dogs and marshmallows and felt like we were camping back home. It was awesome. 

So goofy. I'd be so bored without them. 

It's impossible to roast marshmallows without somebody getting some in their hair. 

Our next stop was Pismo Beach. It reminds me of this..."I'm chairperson for the Pismo Beach Disaster League! Some people lost all their belongings...don't you think that includes athletic equipment?" If you know me well you will know exactly what I'm talking about. 

We actually never made it to the beach because we had some less than desirable weather and we didn't really like the RV park...so we just wanted to get a move on. But we did manage to find the most adorable farm and bakery I've ever seen. Erika, you would been absolutely in love with he kitchen shop...it was all rustic and French and rooster-y. I was wishing you were there the whole time!

We took a tractor ride around the farm. It was just adorable. 

So after that we headed right down to San Diego. We knew we wanted to be grounded for at least a few weeks so that Matt could get some proper work done and we would be able do our home schooling without too many interruptions.  We rented a car so that we'd have flexibility and be able to sight-see without having to pack up the RV every time. It's been great. It's almost started to feel like regular life (sort of) so we're actually getting ready to get outta here! Who needs regular life? But we're waiting for one more week because we are meeting my bro, sister in law, nephews and niece for a week in Disneyland! I don't know who is more excited around here, grown ups or kids. But we've done some pretty fantastic things here in San Diego so far. 

To our great frustration, the internet here is horrible, and since it's Easter weekend, the park is FULL of campers, making the internet even 10 times slower. It won't let me upload any more photos, so I'm going to have to wait until the middle of the night or something to finish this.  If I was really annoying I'd do something like this...#firstworldproblems. But hashtagging is stupid and I'd never do anything like that. #sorrynotsorry

San Francisco!

Ok, and the Redwood National Forest too. Or, as we call it in our family, Endor. Admit it, you do too.

The trees were so big and beautiful. The weather was just like you imagine it would be, warm but still slightly crisp. It smelled amazing. This shot was of Sawyer because Matt and the older boys were running around somewhere pretending they were in speeders and being Ewoks and Storm Troopers. 

Sawyer called me "Mummy Ewok" for about a week. 

I had way more pictures, but I think they got deleted somehow :( Maybe I'll find them someday. We found a tree called "The Big Tree" (someone was feeling really creative) and it's 6 meters in diameter. It was pretty amazing to say the least!

Then we went to San Francisco! I have been dreaming about this city since I was an Uncle Jesse loving kid. Matt had a conference to be at all week, and the idea of navigating this crazy city solo with the boys was slightly daunting to me. So, for my birthday, Matt bought my fabulous sister Leah a plane ticket and she spent the week with me. 

It was so amazing. We had wonderfully warm weather and since we were there during the week, we didn't have to deal with too many crowds. 

I didn't really mean to have them all in red shirts. It just happened. This is at our RV park. It was right on the water. We were a 2 minute walk from a pizza place, drug store and groceries. It was great. We rented a car because downtown San Fran was about 15-20 minutes north of where we were. In theory, I guess I'll admit that it was useful to have a car so that we didn't have to rely on the bus, sky trains or taxis, but I can honestly say that San Francisco has the most insane drivers on the planet. Even Leah, who lives in Seattle and is used to crazy freeways and fast drivers agreed. Without any exaggeration (I swear) it took me 10 minutes to cross an intersection. People literally ignored all the traffic signs and lights and just went when they felt like it. Semi trucks were going through red lights. And there's a major lack or proper signage, so getting lost is incredibly easy. People honk here like there's no tomorrow. I'm getting tense just remembering it all. Ok. End of rant. 

On Wednesday, we drove to the Jelly Belly factory. It's about an hour north of San Fran, but well worth the drive. 

They have these great factory tours (free) and you get to learn all about the history and making of the Jelly Belly. And then they have a tasting bar and you get to try all the flavours. My favourites were ice cream parlour  and raspberry chocolate dip. Oliver tried...beer. I don't even know why, but he ate it before he even told me. And he liked it. Weird kid. I bought a little box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour  Beans and made the kids eat them. Hayden actually liked the soap but they really hated the sausage. Hayden was brave and tried vomit too, and said it was the worst thing he has ever tasted. I think dirt is pretty awful too. 

Leah got these Pineapple Jelly Belly sodas. They were so disgusting. It was really just like drinking liquified Jelly beans. Blech. 

Peace, bro. 

Next day we went down to Pier 39. It was totally kitschy and touristy and awesome. There were more ice cream shops than necessary, 500 picture frames emblazoned with the golden gate bridge, and endless miniature mugs. All the useless crap that I'm a total sucker for. 

The only problem was all the birds. Poor Leah has a bird phobia, due to the obscenely large number of times that she has been attacked by them. No joke. I can't even count how many. And I really do mean viciously attacked. So Hayden and Oliver were great nephews and did a great job clearing the path for her so we could walk freely. 

We found this neat little magic shop. The guys who work there are all pretty good magicians (or at least slight-of-hand artists) and Oliver and Hayden both got to help out with some tricks. 

They got some help purchasing some age appropriate magic tricks that they can do for their friends and Dad. 

Later in the day, Hayden found a penny on the ground, and then dropped it a few minutes later. I found it, and then pretended I found it behind his ear. He was shocked that I could actually do magic. Amazed. I blew his mind. It was the cutest moment of the trip so far I think. 

He dropped it again about an hour later, and Leah found it behind his ear this time. Same shock and amazement. It happened a few more times (not even on purpose, he's just a little...prone to dropping things). He was blown away every time. Sometimes I think that I would love to be 5 again and live in a state of mind where anything is possible and everything is incredible. I love his spirit. 

So Leah and I spent the next couple days sight seeing, swimming with the kids, and eating ice cream. It's kind of our thing. Meanwhile, Sawyer was struggling with a pretty bad cold and sleeping a LOT. Which is not like him whatsoever. It wasn't getting better. One night he wasn't sleeping well and so he climbed into our bed. His breathing was incredibly fast, even asleep. So we took him to the ER. It was pneumonia. 

Have you ever seen a sadder face?

Poor little bug. But the staff at the hospital was great and we were grateful to have excellent travellers medical insurance. He perked up that evening and within 48 hours he was acting almost like himself again. 

Once we felt like he could be out and about again, we went to do the rest of the stuff on our San Fran bucket list. Like the painted ladies at Alamo Square. 

If that doesn't scream "Full House" I don't know what does. It was beautiful, Full House fan or not. 

The thing Matt was most excited to see was the Golden Gate Bridge. When we initially drove into the city, it was incredibly foggy and we couldn't even see the bridge when we were driving across it. It was nuts. So we went back and found a great little park and information centre. It was pretty neat. 

It was a beautiful, clear day. It was easy to see why so many people love this city. 

It was windy though. Like, really, really  windy. 

Aren't they just the best? I love how they are best friends. 

It really was a pretty great week. Good weather, good food (did I mention that I convinced Leah to try some of my salmon and she liked it?! I was really excited about that), and good company. I was so glad that Leah was there to enjoy it with me and the boys. It was definitely a very large and crowded city, and definitely somewhere that I could never live, but an awesome place for a visit.