We honeymooned in San Francisco. After cleaning up from Wedding Weekend, we left from LA Union Station on Monday morning. Almost missed our train, but quick feet (and stress-induced hero-like strength!) got us on board just in time.
our tired feets
leaving Los Angeles
We took the Amtrak Starlight, which runs up the west coast from LA to the tippy-top of Washington state. The train is double-decker, and some of the cars' top levels are "viewing cars", with clear walls and roofs for some great viewing.
the viewing car
We had a packed cooler for the ride up; 12 hours of travel (straight through to Oakland, then a bus across the bay to San Francisco) and we didn't want to waste our food monies on train food.
snacks
some of the sights
It was rainy a bit in the morning; we saw a lot of farmland, then the coast (up around Santa Barbara), then more farmland and what I call "middle America nothingness". It was beautiful, and by the time it got dark there wasn't much to see anyway.
We transferred from the train to a big bus that dropped us off in the center of San Francisco (landmark for me to remember our bus stop: the GAP store), where we sprung for a taxi to get to our hotel, since we had no idea where we were headed. Our taxi driver was the first to wish us a happy honeymoon!
Next installment: the hotel and local neighborhood.
