September 29, 2009 - The Streets of San Francisco (77 Weeks)

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On Friday, this brave couple flew to San Francisco for my step-sister's wedding. I sure do miss traveling, but traveling with twins in tote is definitely a challenge and a far cry from my earlier romps around the world. My carry on bag used to contain things like ear plugs, an eye mask, lipstick, blotting tissues, headphones, etc. My bag is now a backpack, since that frees up my hands, and contains hand sanitizer, bandaids, fever all, infant Tylenol, graham crackers, sippy cups, milk bottles and things of that nature. Sorry, I deviated for a moment. Back to the story..Going through security was less than fun but we made it. The flight was a short one and uneventful with the exception of Anthony having a major problem with the descent. Poor thing. Despite the pacifier and bottle offers to help with the air pressure, he cried out in pain. Mommy wanted to cry after landing and being informed that our suitcase was missing in action. Thankfully, it was our suitcase and not the one for the boys. Southwest said it would be found and delivered to our hotel. True to their word, it arrived around 4 a.m.
The wedding was very nice. Since the boys were a bit wild, Daniel stayed outside with them during the ceremony. At the reception, Anthony practiced his trick of going round in circles. He got dizzy and busted his lip on the floor. Yes, blood! They eventually tuckered themselves out and slept for a good part of the reception.
We spent the rest of our mini-vacation walking in the city, eating, mastering the BART,and seeing the sites like Alcatraz. Focus your mind's eye and imagine us roaming around the Alcatraz prison with a double stroller. We're nuts, huh?
Tuesday arrived way too fast. It was time to go home. With our goodbyes done early since my family was going to spend the day at Napa, we packed up, had lunch, and headed to the airport via the BART. We were 1 for 2 with the people sitting by us on the plane. Daniel had a nice lady sitting next to him that played with Baby Daniel. I, on the other hand, had an ogre who was clearly irritated by having a mother and child sitting next to him. Our happy dance after landing was short lived since our double stroller had been a cargo victim. The left handle was broken and Southwest wouldn't take responsibility. Yeah, us! Despite all the mishaps, it was a nice trip. At the end of the day, all that matters is that I got to spend a little time with my family.