Way back in December of 2012 I ventured to San Francisco to visit one of my bestest friends, Liz.  If you read my last post, you journeyed with me to Alcatraz.  Today I’ll take you to a few of  the places I went after I took the ferry back to the mainland.

I exited the boat, wandered a bit, and, to my delight, I found these guys:

I don’t know if there’s an acceptable appropriate amount of time that one is allowed to watch sea lions before it becomes “weird”…but I watched them long enough that I’m pretty sure it was.  Weird that is.  They’re just so funny and floppy, and they sleep together so closely that when one wakes up and wants to move it has to step on all the others.  And they would play, and fight, and fall off the barges.  I know, I know.  I’m strange and obsessed.  But it was worth it. Continue reading →