Days 35-37 (7/18-7/20) - San Francisco
Sorry about the delay blogging. I have decided that I’m going to do our entire time in San Francisco in two posts. This is the first of the two.
Day 34 (7/18) - San Francisco We were able to sleep in, but I woke up at 7 am to watch the Open (golf). The tournament is in Northern Ireland this year so starts at 10:30 pm PT the day before. We watched until about 11:30 and then went and ate lunch at a place called Original Joe’s in West Lake. I had a delicious fried chicken sandwich with a not as good salad. We finished and Mom dropped Dad and I off at TPC Harding Park to play golf. I expected the course to be harder than it was because it is hosting the 2020 PGA Championship. It was really windy which still made it hard. I shot a 96. We finished, went back and went to bed.
Day 35 (7/19) - San Francisco I slept til 9:30 am before waking up and watching a little more golf. After cereal for breakfast, we met my grandparents that flew out from Virginia to stay with us for a couple weeks. We took a ferry and walked around the waterfront and then saw a floating World War II museum called the SS Jeremiah O’ Brien. We went on and walked around the boat, which was really cool. After that we took a ferry back and ate dinner at an Italian place called Trabocco. After that we went to our place and went to bed.
Day 36 (7/20) - San Francisco We woke up and drove to Stanford where we watched Ada finish her field hockey camp before showing our grandparents around the campus. We finished that and drove to the Presidio. I had no idea that there was an army fort there during World War II. Fort Scott had 17 gun batteries that protected the “Golden Gate” (the entrance to the San Francisco Bay) from the Japanese. After that we drove back and made tacos for dinner before going to bed.
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Left to Right: Jeep and truck that actually landed on D-Day, me “manning” the 3 inch gun, the front of the Jeremiah O’ Brien, Dad and I at Harding Park