Growing up, I had always wanted to see the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco. I got my wish when my uncle David married Tracee on April 13th, 2002. I think one of the things that intrigued me the most about San Francisco was the cable cars. I never got to ride one until the night of David and Tracee’s wedding. I don’t think either of them wanted a “traditional” wedding so they had a quite ceremony on the beach (or somewhat on the beach, close enough anyway) below the Point Montera Lighthouse in Montera, California just south of San Francisco. We couldn’t have a reception or really celebrate at the lighthouse where all of us were staying as well (it’s a hostel) so instead, we went into the city. David took my brother Bryan and I on the cable car where we would get off at The Embarcadero. It cost us $2.00 and I still have my stubs and Bryan’s sitting in one of my scrapbooks. I got to experience so many things during that trip: my first cable car ride, seeing the Golden Gate Bridge, seeing Alcatraz (from a distance, but at least I can say I’ve seen it), my first subway (a.k.a. The Bart) ride over to Oakland, my first time in Oakland, eating at Zachary’s pizza in Oakland, eating at Bubba Gump’s, seeing Pier 39, walking by the Giradelli Chocolate place (my favorite chocolate, and yes I like it better than Hershey) and the first time staying at a lighthouse.
Before David, Bryan and I took the cable car back to the other turn around point I told David that I wanted to ride the cable car and hang onto the pole. I think my cousin Genaphur snapped this picture before we began our ride back through the city. At some point David and I switched places and I was in the front. I was right next to this one lady and her young daughter who were sitting on the bench when a car ran a red light forcing the cable car driver to slam on the brakes. I remember the pole I was holding on to hitting my chest, the lady grabbing her daughter closer to her and the various words out of the driver’s mouth. I think he asked if everyone was alright before continuing on. I knew that the cable cars passed each other very close but I never thought it would be THAT close. Riding the cable car while holding onto the pole was one of the most unique and best experiences I think I could have ever imagined. Some day I know I’ll make it back to San Francisco. What? I want to visit the Winchester Mansion in San Jose so why not just see San Francisco too while I’m at it?
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