We had a wedding shower to attend last weekend.
It happened to be in the Bay Area, so my sisters-in-law and I decided to make a girls' trip out of it.
We burned through all of the Hilton Honors points that one of the husbands had saved up and got ourselves a sweet little room at the edge of the Financial District and China Town.
We ran on along the wharf. We went shopping in Union Square.
We walked to "Lower Pac Heights" and ate some awesome pizza and drank good beer.
We rode the trolly home and got to ring the bell. And hang off the edge of the car,
as if it were packed full of people, when really we were the only three on the thing.
We walked and walked and walked.
We watched as a group of swimmers jumped in off one of the piers for a brisk swim to Aquatic Park.
It was a beautiful weekend get away and some how, I feel like I was gone a week and not just a weekend.
I think that's a good thing!