Hey y’all, senior girls coming at ya!
After a somewhat restful night on the unforgiving floor of a church that we were so kindly allowed to stay in, we walked next door to our first school performance where 500 children sat with anticipation of our impending arrival. After an energetic concert, we were served a pleasant lunch from the kind teachers at the school.
Once we were stuffed, we loaded up the bus and headed to San Francisco where we hopped on a cable car and explored Lombard Street. Few of us had ever experienced a cable car before. The thrill of standing on the outside edge, gripping onto a mere metal post while the car whipped up and down the streets of San Francisco was oh so enticing.
We got to explore the hefty San Franciscan hills with our own burning legs through our speed walking to the crookedest street in San Fran.
We then broke into smaller groups and explored Fisherman’s Wharf including Pier 39 and various other famous shops. It was an absolutely beautiful day with blue skies and lush greenery following up the immense downpour of the previous evening. Once our time was up, we continued to the Alcatraz Landing and boarded the ferry to Alcatraz. The ride provided us a spectacular view where the San Franciscan skyline, rolling hills, bridges and architecture were all clearly visible. The tour of Alcatraz was both frightening and informative, exposing to us the truthful history of the island and rightfully giving us both sides of the story: guards and prisoners alike. The experience was all so engulfing; inside the prison we could feel the ambiance of what had come to pass, hearing the stories this place had to tell through our self-guided audio tour. Once back outside, we hurried back to the boat. Watching the island fade into the mist looking like a lush paradise, but knowing of horrors hidden inside gave a new perspective of the infamous island of Alcatraz.
Once we returned, we split up to grab a quick dinner. Linnea, Demaris, and Tina, on a spontaneous whim, decided to get an exceptionally fun Kabuki Cab ride instead of walking. We (Mrs. Tina) hooted and hollered at the group as we sped past them, Owen A. started racing us and our biker was motivated to pick up the pace in order to make it well ahead of everyone. Shout out to Noodle Yodeler for making it out to meet us!
After dinner we got back on the bus and our fabulous driver Earl drove us up to our next church we were staying at in Santa Cruz. Us seniors went on a little expedition to the nearby beach that night. We climbed the fence to the sandy shore and frolicked in the surf. Socks were lost, laughs were shared and most importantly we had a ripping good time with each other. Upon returning to the church we washed up and enjoyed a much needed, refreshing sleep on the concrete floor of a church. Classic Island Ukuleles.
Miss you all lots,
Demaris, Patricia, Linnea, Nicole, Jasmine and Azure