It was time to head to Stockton and see our new home. My parents and oldest Nephew Sam came with us. We stopped the first night in Reno, NV to see family and hit Scheels sporting good store on the way out the next day.
The kids loved the giant Ferris wheel in the middle of the store. And seeing all the presidents around the store. We spent a few hours here looking around and having a good time.
After leaving Reno, it was just a short 3 hr drive over the Sierra Nevadas. I don't know how often I'll be going over that in the winter, but it wasn't too bad. When we arrived and pulled up to our new home, our moving truck had just arrived before us. Mike gave us all a quick hug and hello and we started in unloading the truck. I'm so glad we had Sam, and my parents. They were all a huge help.
The next several days were spent unpacking and figuring out where things would go, but we did take a break one day and head to San Francisco. Stockton is only an hour and a half away. We first hit Boudin Sourdough (of course) and we all enjoyed some clam chowdah (whoops still east coast pronunciation) in bread bowls. Then we hit Fisherman's Wharf, Pier 39, Lombard St. and the Golden Gate bridge.
Funny story about Lombard St. I really wanted to go there and thought Sam might enjoy seeing the hills of San Francisco. What I forgot to take into account is my brakes. They have been super squeaky for a while but I didn't think about it as I started my descent down Lombard St. Uhhh...my poor van squealed and whined the whole entire way down! People were covering their ears because of the horrible noise coming from my car. We were all in tears laughing so hard. How embarrassing. Needless to say...if you come to visit us, and we take you to SF...we won't be driving down Lombard St.
We had a great day and were sad to leave...and especially sad to hit 5 o'clock traffic, then construction. Making our quick trip home, twice as long. Oh well, it was worth it.
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