The Amazing Race California (or not) Part 1

Life sized sea lions
If ya misbehave we will send you to Alcatraz
I am in heaven...chowdah!

Just cuz we can.

That's Nate, Ian and I below the sign

As you know, we jetted down to California last week, pretty spur of the moment, for a funeral. 4 ridiculously priced tickets later, the adventure began. A 35 minute airport commute took nearly an hour and a half and we nearly missed our plane (first we were told we were too late to check in, then we were told we could fly but w/o our luggage, and finally we were allowed to fly with our luggage as carry-on's minus the big bottles of lotions and potions I had packed.) Phil Keoghan would have for sure been waiting for us in Sacramento saying "Shuster Family, you are the last team to arrive. You have been eliminated from the race."

The next morning we took off for Hayward for Danny's funeral. It was a nice, quick graveside service followed by lunch with the family. Since we were already pretty close, we headed into San Francisco for a looooooong day of fun. We put on our tourist hats so to speak and got SF hoodies (it was windy as usual and the boys were freezing), saw the Sea Lions, Toured Pier 39, watched some crazy street performers (the world famous Bushman) and sunk our feet into the sand at Ocean beach before the fog rolled in.

Needless to say, everyone was exhausted but had fun during our first busy day.