Skipping to the awesome part, we got FIRST CLASS! Say what? That’s right. First class. My first ever first class experience. It was pretty great. Free breakfast that was actually HEALTHY.
It shouldn’t be surprising to note that the city was socked in. Thankfully, by the time we landed and got into the city it was basically gone and clear, though a little chilly. San Fransico sort of reminded me of a more fluffy Seattle, if that makes sense? Not a bad fluffy, just fluffy. Like how some pillows are feather fluffy and others are just cotton fluffy… ya know?
Well, the day went great. We landed about 8am, took the BART into the city and had one hell of a date! We shopped along Pier 39, stumbled onto a farmers market, ate at a restaurant overlooking the water, and bought tons of salt water taffy to bring back home. I’m not sure how long we roamed the city, but before I knew it we were rushing back to the airport and running to get to our gate on time (no first class this time, darn!).
Until next month, happy travels! EM