The weather in SF has supposedly been perfect. Brilliant blue skies, the absence of fog and warm sunshine.
But the wind when it blows has been cold.
Z's cheeks have been rosy since we touched down.
Z has been doing good. Not super which is to be expected after dragging her more than half-way around the world.
During our week in SF, Z was waking up between 3-4.30am.
On Labor day night, she had multiple freak outs and the guy sleeping next door to us ended up banging on the wall. The poor dude who had obviously come to SF for a relaxing long weekend certainly didn't get it!
During the day, Z was her normal happy self - until she needed to sleep and eat. Of course, rather confused by the time lag - we weren't quite sure what she wanted and neither was she!
But still we managed to see quite a bit of the city.
Day 1: At Union Square and Pier 39.
Day 2: Chocolate tasting at Ghirardelli Square, hiking up Fort Mason and around the Marina
Day 3: Dim sum breakfast in Chinatown and hanging in Yerba Buena Park, which Z just LOVED.
Day 4: A ferry ride to Sausalito.
You may notice abrasions on her chin (Dad's fault) and a big bruise on the right side of her face (Mine and the TV cabinet's fault). Oops!
Day 5: A cable car ride
And hanging with Aunty Hui Lin - her "favourite" aunt - in the fog up Twin Peaks.
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