I Saw My First Nudist Today.

Today I went to San Francisco! For all of you who didn’t think that I would be able to find a theme song for San Fran like I did San Jose, you are wrong. “Save Me San Francisco” by Train saved the day! Unfortunately it isn’t as popular as “Do You Know the Way to San Jose” so people don’t sing it when you mention San Francisco. So maybe San Francisco isn’t as musical as San Jose, but I still liked it. Our hour long drive began with The Newsies. Billy had it on his iPod and it blasted through the car. It was a lot of fun to listen to, especially since we had Truman and Adam stuffed in the trunk singing their hearts out to it. Okay. It actually isn’t as bad as it sounds. Billy’s car is a hatchback so the trunk is open and connected to the rest of the car. But it was pretty funny watching them as they tried to wiggle their bodies into the most comfortable position. They were good sports about it though. As we drove through Oakland I couldn’t help but realize just how beautiful California is. I have only been to Disneyland and Southern California so living further up north has been a new experience for me. As we came to the bay and crossed the Oakland Bridge there were sailboats everywhere. If that didn’t make me home sick, I don’t know what would have. I would love to take my dad’s sailboat out sometime and go sailing in the bay (Mom? Dad? Want to pull the sailboat out when you two come visit me this summer?). It was beautiful. Once we made it to San Francisco and found parking (we ended up parking in an $18 dollar lot. Ouch), we started walking around the piers. There were street performers, stores, picture spots, and restaurants. Lots of restaurants. Restaurants everywhere of everything from pizza to seafood. For anyone who truly knows me, they will know that I am a sucker for food. I love food. On vacations I think the majority of my money goes to food because I would much rather buy a donut from the local shop than a souvenir. But back to the restaurants, I just want to go there on a day where I haven’t eaten anything and try them all out. Unfortunately we weren’t able to try any of them today but I will by the end of the summer. We kept walking around and eventually found a small beach. The first thing Lizzie did when she saw it was kicked off her flip flops and ran to the water’s edge. I followed suit and touched the Pacific Ocean for the first time in two years. It was COLD. I knew it would be, but it was freezing. I couldn’t get in past my feet because I was wearing skinny jeans and those things do not roll up over my calves, but that was all I needed. Maybe I am just a baby because there were swimmers out there and people who were playing on the beach. Even if it was freezing it was still beautiful. I have always loved the ocean. Probably because I have a mother who is a beach bum and took us to the ocean almost every day while we were growing up in Hawaii. Thanks Mom. I owe it all to you  We found our way back to the car and decided to take a quick trip over the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito. It was beautiful and the view of San Francisco from the bridge was breathtaking. It was pretty entertaining because there was a tunnel that we had to pass under and the entrance had a big rainbow painted around it. Gotta love San Fran, the gay capitol of the world. On our way back Lizzie’s GPS took us in probably the most roundabout way. I wasn’t complaining though because this meant we were able to see the rest of the city. And that is where I saw him. Everyone in the car was getting tired from a long day of being a tourist and we were all ready to take a nap. I just happened to glance out the window and see a naked man. What. Yeah. He was naked. Just a little side note really quick: Billy and Lizzie went to San Francisco our first weekend here and saw two nudists walking around. They later found out (and then passed the information on to us) that it is totally legal to walk around naked in San Francisco. Crazy, huh? Anyway, we had been making jokes all day about seeing a nudist but so far no one had. That is why I was so surprised to see him walking as we were leaving the city. He was just walking down the street with a backpack, hat and shoes on. That, of course, was it. At first I just sat there wide eyed but eventually was able to squeak out, “he is naked!” That woke everyone up really quick so that everyone turned and looked. We all just kind of watched him walk down the street and that was that. It was the perfect ending to a great day in San Francisco.