The girls and I went to San Francisco the last Saturday they were here. (Oh, and William, too, of course.) We toured a Queen Anne style home, saw the bridge, drove up and down exceedingly steep hills, drove through Chinatown for that “Wow, am I in Beijing?” feeling, and ate wonderful Italian pastries. It was fun.
Camilla had the camera the whole day, since I’m really bad and she’s really good at such things, and it was lots of fun to download the pictures yesterday and see San Francisco through her eyes:
