Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39

My recent trip to San Francisco in the company of the lovely Robin, our son Aaron, daughter-in-law Nina, and grandkids Miles and Mia, included a couple rides on the city's historic cable cars and a walk around Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 39.
We paused to marvel at the amazing baked bread concoctions in one shop along the way (below).
We listened to an amazing one-man band and met a few living statues. We watched a street airbrush artist. I snapped a photo of Alcatraz Island (in the distance--not the far distance--below).
The best part of the day, though, was just being with each other, watching Miles and Mia delight in things, talking as we walked, laughing, and holding hands. 
We also gawked at the sea lions, who have only been gathering there (in the hundreds) for the last few decades. And, oh yeah, we ate and bought a couple souvenirs. 
It was a great time in a uniquely lively place.

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