Can you smell what the ROCK is cookin?

Sometimes I love being a tourist.

Over 4th of July break, we had Jed's brother Matt and his family in town (I have seen more of Matt in the past 3 months than I ever have before...which is not a bad thing. We like the guy.) I experienced the coldest 4th of July, equipped with coats and blankets and sweatshirts. We continued the frigid weekend with a boat ride. In the water. Which was cold.

We took a ferry to ALCATRAZ (there was no other way to get there, I guess...ask the dozens of people who tried escaping through the Bay) and traipsed around the cells of Al Capone and the Birdman. It was Rad. If you are visiting SF (or live here and need an excuse to play a tourist for the day) do it.

Here is a picture of me sizing up the place, thinking "this is bigger than our place in Queens"

Here is a picture of Jed, scared out of his mind.

Picture of me proving that we were actually there

And "reflecting " on what I just saw.

Both of us looking relieved that we are almost on solid ground.

Thanks again other Eastman's. Always fun to see you!