San Francisco - Day 3

Okay...so now I'm getting the hang of being on vacation. slept till 7:00, was at the Starbucks by 8:30 and on a trolley going to the Aquarium on the Bay by 9:00. I was a little disappointed in the aquarium. I was totally expecting to see and learn everything about sea otters (which are one of the most adorable creatures God could have some up with). However, it wasn't a total bust since I got to touch a ray and a leopard shark...After that we took a nice long time at Fisherman's Wharf where we saw some great seafood (which we'll eat later), the sourdough factory and then it was off to the Ghiradelli Chocolate Factory. Now we are resting a bit before our 6:00 p.m. ferry trip and tour of Alcatraz. That is what I have been looking forward to the most. The trip should take about two hours after which I'm sure we are going to be STARVING...Conveniently we have another walk planned to Little Italy where we will eat at The Stinking Rose...in the 'garlic room' of course. We've walked to Little Italy both nights and I completely expect Tony Soprano to pass me on the street. In my mind he would remove the cigar from his lips, give me the Latin head tip/chin point and the grin and then just keep on walking his cool walk right on down the street...probably to get a canoli (Oooo! I know a great place for those). Being on vacation is an unusual feeling. I'm tempted many times to think that it would be wonderful to have nothing to do but discover, eat new things, wait around in an airport (wait, not that part). But then what would be my actual place among society? Would I actually lose my sense of being a part of God's world? Would I become so self absorbed in what will entertain me next that I could no longer be a servant? To be honest, that sounds kinda good. I know it wouldn't work though and I'd start to take the state of 'being on vacation' for granted. Okay, that's all for now. I'll write again in the morning some time...whenever I decide to get up.