San Francisco

My family and I have had to travel to San Francisco several times while my grandmother was about to die. My uncle lives in Chico and my grandmother lived in Livermore, a town outside of San Francisco. When my grandmother died, my mom, my dad, myself and one of our parents' friends went out to her funeral. We spent the rest of the day in the Berkeley hills and San Francisco. We went across the Golden Gate Bridge and drove down Lombard Street, the crookedest street in the world. We love San Francisco!