5 years ago we took our very first flight as new parents with our daughter.
We boarded a plane and headed west to San Francisco. The 5.5 hour flight from Toronto was a piece of cake. No tears, no ear pressure problems and no having to walk up and down the aisles with our 1 year old. We should have gone farther!
For one whole week we did the usual touristy stuff.
We tried to get as close as we could to the Golden Gate Bridge – which really meant stopping at the side of the road to snap a photo.
We tested our driving skills (or rather my husband’s best friend did) down Lombard Street.
Imagine a Ford Flex filled with 4 first time parents, 2 babies, and baby equipment arranged like a bunch of Jenga blocks in the trunk inching down a hill with 8 tight turns.
It took us 45 minutes to get to the very bottom and the babies were screaming at the top of their lungs because dinner time was supposed to start half an hour ago. FUN TIMES!
Of course, I had to snap a photo to prove that we conquered Lombard Street in a minivan.
Went to Fisherman’s Wharf, ate a ton of seafood…..
And then there was the time we took the babies to a public beach. Obviously, being Canadian, beach time is somewhat limited with our short summers so Miss L was a bit nervous.
OK, more than a bit nervous. This is what happened when I tried putting Miss L on the sand – tears and screaming.
Despite the tears and not adjusting to the time change (the kids decided to stick to their schedule at home and start our days at 5AM in the morning – 8AM Toronto time – THE ENTIRE WEEK), we all left our hearts in San Francisco.
It was the trip of many firsts and the one that made us fall in love with traveling with our “mini me”s.
Coming soon… San Francisco with Kids travel reviews! Stay tuned.
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