So the trip to SF was a rousing success. Much fun had by all. Many pictures to be sorted through (although all are currently acting as my title suggests).
The first day there was spent primarily at Skywalker Ranch.
Flora's friend, who shall remain nameless, works indirectly for George. The upside of this is that we got to go hang out there for lunch and general lounging around. Given how many people supposedly work there I was surprised at how quiet the place was. Located north of the city in Lucas valley (which is NOT named for the man himself I was shocked to find out) the ranch is beautiful. Looks more like a country club than the Mecca of sci-fi magic. And the horses seemed happy to see us.
The library was most impressive. As was their collection of vinyl. Wow...this sure looks familiar. Raise your hand if you had this when you were young. C'mon. Admit it!
We followed that up by the A's soundly kicking the Yankees 12 -0. Someone at the ranch must have forseen that as this was what we found on the softball scoreboard earlier that day:
Then a late night showing of The Wedding Crashers. Oddly enjoyable until the end. Not so believable...mostly because there aren't that many good bridesmaid dresses out there!